Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2017 12:25:54 +0000 From: Jesse Gibson Subject: Heaven is a Place on Earth chapter 6 HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH Chapter 6 BY Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson. MDiv. DMin DISCLAIMER: This story, in its entirety, contains a number of sins: homosexual and heterosexual sex, group sex, intergenerational sex, pedophilia, incest, drug use, alcohol use and the like. If you find these topics offensive, please do not read. If you find them erotic, then enjoy. Complaints, compliments and comments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please remember to donate to Nifty to keep the stories coming A SECOND HURRICANE TALE Sid helped Charlie make sure the plants would be all right in the storm. It wasn't just the marijuana plants, although there were dozens of them and his pot is legendary, but the ayahuasca and the morning glory and all the other hallucinogenic plants. Charlie was prouder of them than the pot, which he thought amply deserved being called a weed it was so easy to grow. The fact that he was a genius at it never crossed his mind. But he was. And for Sid, it was an honor to help Charlie and to learn from him. It was all ready raining in sheets and the wind was gusting high enough to make walking a challenge when they finally got the plants situated and were headed to Big John's house. That was where they rode out the storms at usually. Sid would have preferred bunking in the shower with the rest of them, with Cole and the others, instead, but Charlie was a boy lover and this, fueled by the erosia, gave him permission to indulge with Big John's boys and Martin's. He didn't begrudge Charlie this. He knew Charlie loved him fully and always had, always would. Sid had no doubts. And the sex was still good. Charlie still ravished him and drank him up despite his almost totally mature body. In fact, there was no difference between how Charlie was now versus when Sid was 7 or 8 and first being seduced. The real difference is that Sid is much hornier now than then. He and Charlie had sex every night, but Charlie didn't begrudge him fucking other young guys. Sid had thought about maybe joining the Men's Camp, and it had a certain appeal. but he couldn't and wouldn't leave Charlie for that. So that was why he didn't complain about Big John's. If Charlie needed a little boy a few times a year, so be it. The house shook with the really strong gusts. The piercing whistle of the wind sometimes was loud enough to overcome the conversation. The timbers and roof was being pelted with rain and occasional hail. Inside, away from the crashes of tree limbs and, they hoped, nothing more, they huddled together in the front room: 6 boys under 16, a lone girl and three grown men. The kids were jittery because the body buzz, so familiar, of the erosia had hit them. They knew that sensation well. At least once a week, and often twice, each of them had taken it. Sid's first orgasm – dry, of course- was with erosia. The first he shot – pushing Charlie's mouth off his swollen dick- was with erosia. The first time he ever let Charlie fuck him was eased by horniness caused by the erosia. Because of Charlie, with his natural hallucinogenics, and Big John, with his synthesized ones, Sid had tripped on a dozen and a half or more different substances so he knew that erosia was a very uninteresting drug except for its sexual effects. But what sexual effects. "You have a pube" Sid said suddenly, looking at Owen's naked crotch. The younger boy was proud of it too. There were only two or three straight black hairs at the very base of his penis but they were definitely pubic hair. He looked over and saw that Jayson, Little Peter, wasn't so happy. He was totally hairless. Sid knew that the men would be aching for it for just that reason. The house shook with a sudden strong gust of wind. The erosia had fully kicked in too. Fucking was necessary. It was essential. There was Manny with a bush that was filling out and a growing body all out of proportion. Then there was Owen. Sid could tell that there was hero worship there, maybe even a crush. It was a chain thing: Cole followed after Richie, Mario followed after Cole, Manny followed after Mario, Owen follows after Manny. Why not? Owens nuts were bigger than last year, that's for sure. Sid sucked on them one at a time as he slid a greased finger up to the boys asshole, gingerly sliding it in. He found the boy's button prostate and massaged it a little as he sucked his slender rod. This was not the first time his ass had been violated. It won't be the last either. In fact, he was likely going to be well fucked tonight. He doesn't even react much. Sid was surprised how the fact that the kid was beginning to grow up was turning him on. Of course, everything turned him right now. As he slurped on Owens tool, Manny was laying down next to him with his face in LaQuinta's cooch. Manny's stiffy was slapping Owen's face, so the kid took his crush's member into his mouth. Then Charlie wanted a go at Owen. Big John was eating Jayson's ass and Martin had the other two black boys in a sandwich, so Charlie went for the youngest and freshest available. Sid backed away and let the older man go at it. Owen didn't care as long as someone was servicing him. He continued to service Manny as that boy slurped pussy. Sid just sat back and stroked himself for a while, enjoying the spectacle, especially the joy the men got from molesting young boys. It was a real turn-on, especially watching Charlie go at it, his own dick hard and stiff despite his age. Sid couldn't lay off that, so he began to suck the man. That meant they were all spread out, Laquinta receiving and Sid giving but Charlie, Manny and Owen all getting and giving in equal measure. That was the scene as the hurricane blew through. Three grown men, none under 40 and all three felons with ongoing criminal enterprises, were molesting 7 kids, none over 16. Owen and Laquinta were products of the foster care system that had been mislaid and forgotten about them for a small fee. Martin had bought his boys like property, from their parents. But Charlie had seduced Sid. He had lured the boy into his web, enticed him away from an unhappy home life with attention and with love. Charlie had bought him gifts and lavished attention on him – making sure he had clean clothes, dinner, help with homework. In exchange, Sid had played a game with him. A sex game. A game with a little weenie and a big old sausage. In truth, he didn't mind the game and enjoyed playing it, although video games were better. Unless Charlie gave him erosia. That made the game a fuck load more fun. Charlie began to rim Owen and Martin creeped over to take care of his dick, leaving behind the black boys. Sid takes his place. They just smoke some weed for a time, idly masturbating each other, watching the action. Only Sid was old enough to shoot but it didn't matter. Erosia made them hot and horny anyway and being young actually made it better in a way. They were multi-orgasmic. There were so many things that Sid had loved about puberty -- the muscles, height, strength, the size of his dick -- but he missed being able to have one orgasm on top of another, even if they were dry. Laquinta came over since BIg John was busy blowing Manny. "You wanna?" she asked, reaching over and taking a joint from Baccari. "Go ahead, little man," Sid said. "You can take turns" She laid down on the floor and split her legs, showing her split tail. Baccari got between her legs and roughly rammed his hard 3 inch prick into her hole. Roquan got up and went over slapped his friends ass and snuggled alongside the girl and started kissing her. "You don't wanna?" Sid asked Jayson, knowing that he didn't. "No" Jayson looked glum. Then he looked up at Sid. "Are you gay or do you just love Charlie?" "I'm gay and I love Charlie" "I'm gay too" Jayson said. "When I'm old enough, I'm gonna live at the Men's camp." There was one thing about erosia: if you said that you were totally straight or totally gay while on it, then that's what you are, no question. Most people are a little bit bi, even just a little bit, and erosia accentuates that. If you are at the extremes, no attraction to one gender or the other, then it was definite. Jayson may be prepubescent but Sid believed him. He also didn't ask the boy if he loved Martin. He didn't think Jayson was unhappy making movies for Martin, and probably even enjoyed it, but he didn't love Martin and Martin didn't love him. when he was too old, Martin would be done with him. "You gotta crush on Manny or on Owen?" Sid asked. "Neither" "Who then?" Jayson looked down, awkwardly and shyly. Sid smiled. "Me?" "Yeah" Sid thought about it for a minute. Then he decided. "Come on" Jayson took his hand and Sid led them through the mass of bodies all on the living room floor. The house only had three bedrooms: the biggest at the end of the house that belonged to Big John, the smallest one next to the sole bathroom that the Old Crone used and was in now and the bedroom across the hall that Manny, Owen and Laquinta shared when one or more of them weren't in Big John's bed. That was the bedroom Sid chose. He got on the bed and Jayson crawled on top of him, his skin the color of milk chocolate, skinny and bony, his hard dick like a fat pencil and his balls the size of a small plum. Sid is only two years his elder but more man than boy. His body is lean and hard, fat veins on his arms, a six inch dick and fat full balls. And hairy. Underarm hair, full bush, hairy legs and a treasure trail up above his navel. The house groaned as the wind whipped around and seemed like the roof clanged. Neither boy cared. The drug had made any thought other than sex leave their mind. Sid grabbed the boy by the ass and pulled him onto his own hard cock, kissing him. Jayson was a skilled kisser. Martin had seen to that. Their tongues entertwined, sid nibbled on the boys lip. Jayson scooted down and got on his knees, taking Sid's balls in his mouth. "Oh, yeah" Sid said with a sigh. Then the boy's mouth went over Sid's swollen dick. He used his tongue and he used his hands and the boy knew what he was doing too. It felt good. Sid put his hands behind Jayson's head and drove him down onto his prick, forcing himself down his throat. He didn't gag at all. Martin had seen to that as well. "You don't have to" Sid said. "I can blow you" "I want to" Jayson answered. So he let him. The boy, hairless, prepubescent, made love to the teenagers dick. Sid thought it may be the best blow job he ever had. Charlie had sucked him hundreds, maybe thousands of times. Richie, Mario, Cole, Luke, Telvin, Carter, Erik, and even Manny had had a go at him but this kid was the best. By far. Jayson was sucking him with absolute abandon. All he had to do was lay back and enjoy it. The door opened and Owen stepped in. He didn't say anything, just stood there and watched. He smiled and tugged his hard dick. Jayson reared up and looked over. "Whatta you want?" Jayson said. Sid shrugged. The kids that live with Big John are one gang, usually, and the kids with Martin, the other. Being with Charlie, he was neutral. "Why don't all three of us just play together?" Jayson looked unhappy. Sid smiled at him and he relented. With that, the black boy went back down on his dick. Sid climbed up on the bed to let Sid suck him. The boy's prick was beginning to grow but was not nearly full grown yet. Sid figured he was too young to cum just yet but it wouldn't be long. He took him inside his mouth, down to the root and slowly back up. Owen shivered. He was pretty horned up. Sid looked up as he went down on Owen again but Owen was staring hard at Jayson's bare ass. "Hey, is Sid going to fuck you?" Owen asked. Jayson pulled off of his dick and looked over at him. "If he wants to" Owen nodded. "That's cool. I wish Manny would fuck me." Sid pushed him over, flat on the bed. "Do what Jayson did. Go tell him that's you want." Owen thought about it, stared down on the bed and then sprung up and bolted from the room. That left Sid and Jayson alone. As good as Jayson was doing, Sid felt like he ought to pay the boy back, especially since it seemed like he was likely to leave his splooge up in the boy's ass. He stood the boy up, on his knees on the bed, his dick, thin and stubby, sticking straight up. Sid put it in his mouth, dick and balls and all. Jayson bucked and face fucked him a little. Sid reached through his legs, grabbing his firm, young ass. His finger went to the asshole, circled it, poked at it lightly and then slid in. All the while, he tongue bathed the boys hairless dick. "YOu don't have to, you know" Sid said. "You don't have to let me fuck you." Jayson looked hurt. "I want to" "Okay" Sid laid back against the headboard, his own swollen dick standing up. Jayson straddled him and sat down on his lap. Almost effortlessly, his dick slid into the younger boy's hole, sliding all the way in. With his ass checks resting on Sid's balls, Jayson squirmed a little and that felt great to Sid. "Slow" Sid told him. He wanted it to last. Jayson slowly slid up and down on Sid's dick. He wasn't as tight as a boy his age ought to be but he's been well fucked by Martin and by his costars,at least the older ones. Baccari and Roquan's teenie weenies would stretch him out. But at least the boy knew how to fuck. Life here gives you that knowledge early. Hunched on his knees, Jayson slowly lowered himself down and then back up. Sid liked it. Skin against skin, it felt great. It was cool too that Jayson was still hard, his small dick sticking straight up, his small balls all tight against his milk chocolate body. Sid had to breathe a bit, it felt good. "That's it baby, that feels great" Sid said Jayson smiled. True to what he was told, he still went slow but now Sid wanted faster. Faster and harder. He bucked his hips, driving himself into the young boys ass much more forcefully. The lust, and the erosia, were taking over. Jayson took the hint, got on his knees, straddling Sid, his prick still inside and back to rock back and forth faster and harder. "Oh, fuck, that's good, little man" sid said. "Keep it up" "Don't pull out to come" Jayson said "I won't" "I want to have real sex, not porn sex. I want your load" At this point, Sid wanted to just turn him over and fuck the living shit out of him. Having his riding him was frustrating, the loss of control. But he was riding him good. Good and steady and fast. He was one fantastic lay. Maybe it was even better this way, not being in control. Jayson laid his head on Sid's chest but his ass was going to town. Both boys were sweating, SId's musky and Jayson's odorless. But it isn't real sex if it isn't sticky. Even as the wind howled outside, Jayson was fearless riding his older crush's stiff dick with abandon. "Oh, fuck, I'm going to nut" Sid said. It wasn't close, not yet but it was building. The pressure and the sensation was growing. Jayson wasn't stopping. Sid's face scrunched up, his O face. Jayson knew it. He closed his eyes because he was beginning to feel it himself. Sid was breathing hard, panting but in spasms. He was closer. Jayson was feeling it wash over him too. He fucked on, bouncing up and down. Sid gasped. "Oh God!" he cried out. But not yet. Jayson was just about there. Then he caught his breath. It was intense. It was wonderful. It felt like it was going to kill but he wanted to last on and on, last forever, pure bliss. He bounced on the dick to keep the sensation alive but then as Sid cried out again, he felt the semen beginnging to leak out from him. He fell off of Sid and snuggled up close his. Both boys were still hard but Sid softened quickly. Jayson stayed hard. Sid slowly jacked him as they laid there. "That was great, thanks" Sid said. Jayson looked at him pleadingly. "Can you fuck me again sometimes?" "Yeah, sure." They laid there, listening to the wind and rain pelt the house. Soon though, Sid had to piss and they both struggled up. They went across the hall, the living room being a mass of bodies. They went in and both shared the toilet, their streams uniting. Outside, they saw. Charlie had one of the black boys, Baccari, on his dick and the other, Roquan, sitting on his face. Big John had Manny between him and Laquinta as a lucky Pierre. Martin was smoking a cigarette, spent. "Did my number one boy get his wish? Jayson nodded. "Owen didn't though. He wanted Manny" Sid looked around and didn't Owen. Martin smiled. "He's in the back bedroom. It's not Manny he really wants." Sid smiled. "Why don't you go play with Owen" Jayson smiled. "Yeah, okay" Even after all the adults had came, Sid was horny again. He made his way back, taking the other kids with him, to the back bedroom. They could play among themselves. Owen was going to town on Jayson's ass doggy style. He decided he would just jack off watching as the littler kids went at it with each other.