Date: Fri, 23 Nov 2018 02:49:51 +0200 From: Nick Pecman Subject: American Horror Porn 7 DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and aimed only at entertainment purposes. Any similarities to real life people or characters is coincidental. If you have trouble seperating real life from fantasy or you are offended by such themes, stop reading now. To the readers, Please email me at if you enjoyed the story or have any questions or want to see morphs perhaps. Don't forget to donate to nifty to keep this site of erotic fiction going. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html AMERICAN HORROR PORN by Nick Pecman Chapter 7: The Priest Wyatt Myer knew he didn't have a lot of options. His money was limited, his family was in danger and he couldn't survive in the cold nights without a roof over his head. So he remained close to his house and he started going around the neighbourhood with caution, checking all of the neighbors' houses. Until he found one. Two houses down from his, the Groves residence, was empty as the owners had gone away for their annual pre-Thanksgiving trip. Wyatt looked around in their yard, till he found a key under a pot. Then he broke into the house in a flash and locked the door again behind him. He kept the lights off to not lure any curious stares and then he made himself comfortable in his new temporary house. William Myer had the most peculiar encounter in his office earlier that day. He had seen the devil himself in the face of Alex Robertson, his new sexy stunning intern. But... He didn't remember any of it. So he came back home as if nothing wrong had happened. Once his car pulled on the driveway of his house, Wyatt saw him from the Groves residence and decided to act fast. He rushed into the slowly darkening sky to approach his father before he went inside the house. "So I'm down to two souls" Alex said in an angry tone. He was inside a basement, similar to the one that Justin had found himself in, days ago, when he had his first encounter with the devil. Jennifer and Lance were sitting down on chairs in front of Alex, while he was giving them a preach. "How did that happen?" Lance ask in a panic. "I had to erase Michael's memory... he figured out who I am" Alex continued ranting. "So...?" Jennifer asked puzzled. "In order to erase his memory I had to let go of his soul, back to the moment before I had ever possessed it" Alex explained annoyed. Jennifer nodded. Lance was breathing heavily, fearing for his life. "Ok, well he'll just have to get infected again somehow..." Jennifer said calmly. "Somehow" Alex yelled in a demonic voice, "You're going to make sure of it" Jennifer scoffed. "Alright..." she whispered. "Atta girl, now get out of my face" Alex said and pointed towards the exit. "Dad?" Wyatt whispered behind some bushes, while his father passed by. Michael stopped on his track and looked around. "Hello?" he asked. "Dad is it you?" Wyatt asked again worryingly this might have been a stupid idea. "Wyatt?" Michael asked, recognizing his voice. Wyatt stepped out from behind the bushes. "What are you doing back there, son?" Michael asked confused. "Dad do you have any idea what's going on?" Wyatt rushed to ask. Michael stood dumbfounded. "What do you mean?" he asked. "With Justin..." "What? Something wrong in his new place?" Michael asked concerned. Wyatt shook his head. He realized he'd just have to show him. Up in Justin's room, the door was broken as it was left by the cops and Jennifer and Lance later cleaning up the room. But Michael and Wyatt didn't even notice that, as their attention was much more drawn by the fact that... David was fucking Justin right on the floor in the middle of the room. Michael couldn't believe his eyes. "What the actual fuck?" he muttered in shock. David kept on fucking Justin without paying any attention to his dad or brother. Justin was lying on his tits and had his legs spreadout welcoming David's cock inside his bubble balloon butt, and remaining still like a sex object he was. "This has been going on for a couple of days, dad" Wyatt whispered beside him. Michael shook his head. "And you had too partaken in it" Wyatt continued looking at him. Michael turned in disgust and looked at Wyatt. "What the fuck are you suggesting?" he said with a hint of anger. "Dad, listen to me very carefully, we've been cursed by someone. I think it's Lance and Jennifer, Justin's friends, who did it" Wyatt said seriously. "they summoned a demon of lust upon our family" "What are you on, son? This seems like severe use of drugs to me" Michael said in even more disgust. David and Justin still fucking and moaning beside them. "Dad, I'm serious, listen to me" Wyatt yelled "the point is that somehow you managed to get out of the curse. I don't know how, but now that you're here, I know someone who can help us get rid of it" Michael remained frozen but still looking angered. "Who?" he dared to ask. "His name is Juan, Juan Vasquez, and he is a... pastor of some sort" Michael rolled his eyes. "What is this bullshit, Wyatt? I'm used to you doing weird-ass shit, but this is too much" Michael yelled. David let out a loud moan as he began climaxing. Both Michael and Wyatt turned and looked at him. "Bullshit? Is that bullshit to you?" Wyatt said pointing at his brothers. Michael gulped. "You have to take Justin to Juan, dad. Tomorrow! We can't stall about this" Michael nodded. "Alright" he managed to say "where is that... pastor?" "He's in a temple a few miles from here. He's not exactly Christian, but he knew exactly what it is we're dealing with" Wyatt said. David moaned even louder and he started jizzing inside Justin's ass, causing him to let out moans as well. Outside the house, Lance and Jennifer were evesdropping. "Juan Vasquez" Jennifer said, "can we pay him a visit?" "I don't even know... don't ask me..." Lance said with a desperate voice. Jennifer looked at him with pity. "OK, you make the phonecall to frame Wyatt for the cops' murder and I'll go to this Vasquez dude and see what's his deal" Lance nodded. A couple of hours later, in Juan's temple, the priest was getting ready to lie down. He had taken off his suit and was only in his boxers and his chain with a wooden cross around his neck. He had a well sculpted physique, youthful and smooth. He started saying his night prayer while kneeling on his bed. But... he got interrupted by a knock on his door. Juan was very surprised as to who could be outside his door at his late hour. He grabbed an oil lamp by his bedstand and went to the frontdoor in his underwear. "Hello?" he said with a clear voice. No response. Then there was another knock on the door. "Who's there?" Juan asked again. Still no response. Juan slowly approached the door and looked out by his peephole. He only saw the dark of the night outside. Then slowly he started to unlock the door and then open a small crack to see better outside. He still saw no one standing in the way. But he could now see a little white rabbit on the ground, crouching about, smelling the grass and exploring. "Hey little one" Juan whispered to it. The rabbit moved around a bit more and then proceeded to walk away from the door. "Where are you going?" Juan asked it teasingly and he smiled. The rabbit jumped about towards the darker parts of the temple's front yard. Juan felt the need to follow the white rabbit. He walked out in the dark with nothing but his boxers on and holding his oil lamp to make light on his way. "Come back little guy, it's not safe out there" Juan said to the rabbit. He could still see it walking away in the dark. And so he did, leaving the temple further and further away. He soon reached a point where it was all total darkness around him. Nothing was lit except for the small area his oil lamp could cover. A moonless night. Utter darkness around. He could no longer see the rabbit. He looked around worryingly. He couldn't even see the temple anymore. "Where are you little one?" Juan asked a little afraid. He kept on walking in the dark. Soon he could make out a light in the distance. Faded but bright. He started walking towards that direction. As he walked closer and closer he could see the light was coming from a tree. An apple tree. He kept on going towards it as it helped him see clearer. For some reason the tree had a light on it. As if there was an invisible projector above it. And all around was black. Juan reached the tree and could now make out a naked woman by its trunk. It was Alex Robertson's female form. Posing as Eve. "Hello..." Juan muttered in shock at the sight of the naked woman. "Good evening" Alex said seductively. Her long hair were covering her tits and nipples and her vagina had a leaf in front of it. "Are you...?" Juan began to say. "You know who I am" Alex interrupted. Then in the dark behind Juan, and without a sound, Jennifer appeared. She was fast and only had one goal in mind. She immediately grabbed onto to Juan's chain around his neck and pulled hard on it, causing it to break apart and his cross to fall down in the dark. "No..." Juan said in a panic. His cross was the only thing keeping him there in a sane state of mind. Now he was starting to feel the fear and realizing the recklessness of his action. "Relax" Alex said in a calm voice. Juan's attention was turned to her. "Come over here" Alex continued, and she pulled her hair out of the way to reveal her large breasts. Juan gasped in awe of her tits, and being a virgin he immediately got hard in his boxers. He dropped his lamp to the ground and it broke, now pulling even more focus to the light that covered the apple tree. He started walking towards Alex and the tree. "Yeah, that's it, get over here" Alex kept on saying. She cupped her tits and presented them to Juan. She moaned and that caused Juan to moan back. "Yeah, come here" she said as Juan had reached her. He was trembling entirely at the tension of his first ever sexual experience. He extended his hands and slowly placed them on Alex's tits. "Ooooh" he moaned as his dick twitched in his boxers. Then a snake started slithering from above, through the branches of the tree, down towards them. Juan kept on groping Alex's tits, enjoying the sexual pleasure for the first time ever. The snake slither right above their heads and then slowly started slithering onto them, sliding around Juan's neck and then above Alex's shoulder, then low on her back, then circling around her front and sliding between her tits, then round her waist and then round Juan's waist, bringing them closer together. Then it moved inside Juan's boxers and began sliding them off, making his cock pop out. It slid between his tight asscheeks and wrapped around his thigh. Slowly it began tightening bringing them both closer and closer in. Juan leaned forward to kiss Alex, but she put a finger on his lips stopping him. Then she extended her other hand above and grabbed an apple from the tree. She brought the apple then in the space between their faces and then proceeded to take a bite out of it, while staring deep in Juan's eyes. Juan stared back at her and also took a bite out of the apple. He swallowed. And then he smirked evilly at Alex, feeling the seed of evil rush within him. Then his mind started blacking out. In a flash he was now fucking Alex against the tree, having her bended in front of him, her arms around the tree-trunk and him pounding roughly her pussy from behind, grabbing tightly on her hips and roaring like an animal. In another flash, the snake was now wrapped around them tightly, while Juan was fucking Alex with them both now standing up. The snake slithering between her tits and Juan's buttcheeks. In another flash Juan was had Alex laying on the ground and was fucking her missionary while chocking her hard on her neck. Roaring wildly, beastly and using way too much force on her. In another flash now Juan was lying down and Alex was on top of him with the snake wrapped around her arms. She was riding his dick and then like communicating with the snake telepathically she ordered it to attack him. The snake slithered rapidly off of Alex down to Juan's face and entered his mouth. It quickly rushed inside, down his throat, choking him hard. As its body entered further and further in, the wider parts of it spread Juan's jaws supernaturally broad, nearly breaking. Juan was trying to scream from shock and fear but was gagged impossibly and totally paralyzed. The snake kept on going inside him, his eyes rolled back in his head. Alex was still riding his dick and moaning in ecstatic pleasure. The snake vanished entirely inside Juan's mouth. The next morning, by dawn, Michael woke Justin up and told him to dress up fast. Justin's clothes didn't fit really well anymore. He just put on a tank up that hugged around his chest like a bra and a loose pair of trackpants that stuck on his asscheeks like leggings. Then Michael had him wear the same large coat he had used for the hospital and then lead him to his car outside the house. Wyatt had woken up too and was prepping some more of his things to take to the Groves residence. David remained locked up in his room, either sleeping or humping his pillows. Michael put Justin in the co-driver's seat and then proceeded to enter to his own driver's seat. But then... "Excuse me, are you mr. Myer?" a man's voice was heard. Michael turned and saw a suited man approach him. "Yes. Michael Myer here" Michael said calmly. "I'm detective Kincaid" the man said taking out a police badge from his suit. "What's this about?" Michael asked in a hurry. Kincaid observed Justin in the car and immediately got struck by his effect. "Where are you taking your son this early?" he asked nosily. "He's been struck by a weird... syndrome, and I'm taking him to a specialist" Kincaid nodded. "Well not to keep you long then" he proceeded "I just wanted to know if you happen to know the whereabouts of your other son, Wyatt Myer" Michael looked intrigued. "Why is that?" "Well, he is apparently the prime suspect of the disappearence of 4 officers" Kincaid continued. Michael felt shocked and suddenly didn't know if trusting Wyatt was the best idea. In the meantime, Wyatt was hearing all of this from inside the house and rushed to exit from the backyard once again. Michael fought with himself for a second and then thinking once more about the act of David fucking Justin he had witnessed last night, he decided that logic wasn't the way to go. "I'm sorry, but Wyatt has been missing two days now. He tends to run away from time to time... rebelious kid" Michael said. Kincaid nodded. "Rebelious is one word for it I guess" he said aggressively. "I doubt he had anything to do with that disappearence, probably some misunderstanding" Michael rushed to add. "Of course" Kincaid said, staring at Justin once again. Michael stepped in front of Justin, blocking Kincaid's view. Kincaid snapped back. "I'll keep you posted on anything new" he said. "Thank you, detective" Michael said strictly and then Kincaid walked away. Then Michael entered his car and proceeded to drive away. Wyatt had already given him the directions to Juan's place, so he wasted no time. A while later the car reached outside Juan's temple. Michael stopped and got out of the car. He went and helped Justin get out from the other side and the two proceeded to the front door. Michael gave a few knocks. The door opened and Juan in his pastor suit appeared at the opening, smiling. "Yes?" he asked. "Um.. I'm Michael Myer and this is my son Justin..." Michael began to explain. "Wyatt's family, yes?" Juan interrupted, "I've been expecting you" he said and stepped aside to make way for the two to pass inside. Michael stood uncertain for a bit. But then walked inside. "Wyatt told me all about your situation... I have just the thing to help your son get off this terrible, terrible curse someone has bestowed upon you" Juan said as they walked further inside. "I'm glad to hear that" Michael said after processing the fast progression of the information. "You just do exactly as I say and everything will be back to normal" Juan said reassuringly. They stepped in a dark chamber, that had a big couch in the middle, with black velvet cover. Juan had Justin sit in the middle of the couch and told Michael to sit on the side. Then he uncovered Justin's coat, exposing his tanktop wrapped around his tits and torso like a second skin. He tossed the coat aside and took a good look at the disproportionate chest that he had in front of him. "I can see the problem is..." Juan said, "...very... big" "And that's not all, Mr..." Michael said. "Vasquez, Juan Vasquez" Juan replied not taking his eyes off Justin's humongous chest. "Yes, it's also in his rear..." Michael continued. Juan looked at Michael and nodded. "Justin if you would please stand up and turn around for me" Juan politely asked Justin. The dumbed down hunk obliged and Juan nearly got struck by his ass as he turned. "Holy..." Juan muttered and cut himself before using profanity under his roof. Then he quickly started sliding down the tight fabric of Justin's trousers, exposing his asscheeks, round, smooth, big and tight. He let the trousers drop off and took a step back to take in the sight of the most perfect ass he had ever seen. Everyone remained silent for a bit as Juan was checking out Justin's ass. Michael got impatient. "So... Juan?" he asked. Juan started nodding. "I have just the thing" he said and then went to the corner of the room to a drawer. Justin looked at his dad with a look of concern, not knowing where all this was going but also unable to form a sentence explaining his pondering. "This is my exorcism room" Juan said as he took some things outside of the drawer, "I've been bringing people in here for several years now, and I've always been successful" "That's good to hear" Michael nodded, but not really caring for Juan's bragging. "The curse of lust is a tricky one I must say, and your son is highly affected by it at this stage" Juan said coming back with a box filled with things, "I'm going to need you to partake as well in the ritual" he finished staring at Michael. Michael remained still. "And why is that?" he asked nervously. "A family member is the best guarantee for success in the curse of lust" Juan explained, "I mean you would never ever find your own son sexually attractive" Michael thought about it for a second. "Yes, you are right" he finally said, absolutely not sure about it, but not able to admit otherwise. Juan placed the box on the other side of the couch and the first thing he took out of it was a cross-shaped dildo. "This is the most basic equipment for exorcizing the lust curse" he explained as he showed the dildo to Michael, "let's deal with this..." he pointed at Justin's ass "...first" He proceeded to pull aside Justin's briefs-thong and had Justin bend over on the couch. "This position will help make the penetration less painful" Juan said "although there will be pain, once the evil starts to exit the body" he turned to Michael "make sure you don't give in to any of your son's pleading or protesting" Michael gulped and then nodded. "Anything to get my son back" he said. Juan then starting shoving the long side of the cross-dildo into Justin's asshole. "Ahhh" Justin moaned softly. The dildo started going deeper and deeper as Juan pushed it. "In the name of the father, I bless this cross, to purify the anal cavity of Justin Myer" "ooooh" Justin moaned. Juan kept on shoving the cross deep until the side parts of it pressed hard against the cheeks and the asshole was touching the basis. "Justin now I would like you to sit on the couch again" Juan directed. Justin slowly stood up again, his ass tightening around the dildo that was now plugged in his ass and he turned around to face Juan. He then slowly sat down on the couch, the lower part of the dildo pushed against the fabric of the couch, and shoved the dildo even further inside him. "Ahhh" Justin moaned. "Now let's see what to do with these" Juan said groping without hesitation the two huge tits, above the tight tank top. He kept on massaging them as Justin kept on moaning and Michael observing with concern. "I can tell that he's been lactating" Juan said, "that means the curse has really sunk in and we're going to have to try harder" He turned to his box and took out a small bottle. "First I'm going to use this special annoiting oil" he took off the cap of the bottle, "to purify the area and prevent us from getting infected" He then began pouring the oil onto the pectits above the fabric of the tanktop. Justin's moans intensified once the oil touched his skin, to almost a hurting tone. "In the name of the son, I honor this oil, so that it will cleanse the chestal area of Justin Myer from all perils of contagion" Juan chanted. "Why would we get infected?" Michael asked worryingly. "Because, for the next part" Juan said as he kept on pouring oil all over, drenching the fabric and making it see-through, "you and I, mr. Myer, will be sucking all of Justin's milk out of him" Michael's eyes widened in shock, as he thought of the act that he was about to comit. Justin kept on moaning and yelping in pleasure and pain as the oil sunk in his pecs. His tanktop was now see-through on the part wettened by the oil and his nipples had become hard and visible underneath. "Is... is there no other way?" Michael asked in trembling voice. "Mr. Myer, not to worry, it won't be difficult... for us" Juan reassured. "Yeah... but..." Michael tried saying. "There is no other effective way and it's not like I will judge you for anything" Juan continued, "I know this will be very awkward and unpleasant for you, and it's obviously not all sexual, but..." Juan put the oil back in the box, "it will help your son, with his very serious predicament" Juan finished and stared at Michael. Michael gulped again and thought about it, as Justin's moans dressed the background. "Alright" Michael finally said. "Good" Juan replied, "the oil has started taking effect" Justin's pectits started jiggling around, like the milk inside them was churning on its own. Justin's moans became a bit more pain oriented. Then his tits began growing more, stretching the fabric further. "Oooh, ooooh, daddyyy... it hurts, daddyyy" Justin moaned and pleaded. Michael shook his head. This was very hard for him. "This is normal. As is the chest growth" Juan explained, "it's the evil fighting back" Justin's tits grew larger, pushing apart the fabric, causing tearing sounds. "Help me with this mr. Myer" Juan said and started lifting the tanktop from Justin's waist, as if he had forgotten to take it off earlier. Michael trembling tried to lift from the other side. They began lifting it fast, as the tits kept growing and realized it was now too tight to be pulled over the humongous tits. They left the fabric all gathered up below Justin's sagging pectits, andnow it looked like Justin was wearing a sports bra. "Let's try from the top" Juan suggested. Justin kept on moaning loudly and his tits kept on churning on their own and growing. Juan began lowering one strap of Justin's tanktop and told Michael to lower the other one. They lowered them down to Justin's shoulders and now the top half of Justin's pectits was uncovered. Their growth seemed to slowly stop. Now Justin's pectits were slightly bigger than two fully bloated basketballs. "Ok it's subsiding" Juan said. Justin's moans subsided too and he looked at his father with complaint. Michael was desperate and couldn't stare long into his son's eyes. He felt trully ashamed about what they were experiencing. But his shame was mostly because deep down inside of him, he didn't know if he really wanted his son to change back to normal. "Help me with this" Juan said, trying to stretch the fabric more to lower it further and expose fully Justin's pecs. Michael helped him with it, not looking his son into his eyes. They lowered the oiled up tight fabric, down and it slid, uncovering more of the bloated round pectits, more and more, till Justin's large and swollen nipples came to view. The pectits still being pushed together by the tight fabric and kind of lifted upwards now that the most part of them was uncovered. "This fabric is too tight for him now" Juan pointed out and went to his box once more. Michael was taking in the sight of his ballooned up son, right in front of him, with his tanktop overstretched around his upper torso, pushing his tits up like a bra, oiled up and tiny-looking in comparison to his enlarged muscled physique. Juan turned back holding a tiny pair of scissors in his hand. He proceed to cut slightly the fabric right in front of Justin's cleavage. That caused an expanding rift and a tearing noise, as the tanktop parted and Justin's tits jiggled down into their natural position. Justin let out a small moan of relief. "There" Juan said, as he and Michael observed the two massive breastlike muscles protruding from Justin's ribs, in all their glory, shining in the dim-lit room from all the oil. Juan sat by the other side of Justin on the couch and now he and Michael had him in the middle. Juan groped the huge pectit from his side, obviously not able to grasp not even half of it with one hand. He massaged it a few times and he stared at Michael. "Mr. Myer it is time" he said. Michael gulped and slowly and hesitantly proceeded to grope the other pectit that was on his side. The groping induced slight pains to Justin, as his tits were still extremely sensitive. "Ugh, da-ad.. it hurts" he whined. Michael let out a grunt of emotional pain. "I'm sorry, son, this is for your own good" he pleaded and then in a flash he took the large, swollen nipple in his mouth and began sucking. Justin let out a loud moan. "AAhhhh, nooo, no... daddy, please, ahhhhh... dad, it hurts... aahhhh, stop" Michael ignored his protests as he was instructed by Juan. "Yes, that's it, Michael, you're doing the right thing" Juan encouraged him. Then Juan also dove into his one nipple and started sucking hungrily, nearly betraying himself by showing how much he enjoyed that. Justin kept on moaning and protesting and trying to move around on the couch, jiggling his tits around, but being tightly held together by the two men. "Ahhhh, Ahhhh, pleeeeaaaase... mmmmmm, stop, please... ahahhh oooooohhh" Justin's movements on his spot cause the cross-dildo to shove even deeper into his ass, as he kept rubbing in against the couch, and more flowage of milk from his nipples into the men's mouths. As Michael gulped down more and more of his son's nipplemilk, he started once again becoming infected by the evil seed, with each swallowing a little bit more. Slowly his guilt arose and he started realizing he was really enjoying his son like this. "I'm so sorry, son" he said through his suckling, with zero remorse in his voice "this is only for your own good. I'm only doing this for you" he kept on saying through his suckles. "Yes, Justin" Juan said through his own suckling "your father loves you and only wants what's best for you" Justin kept on moaning as the men sucked him dry for several minutes. Then after that once the flowage started to slow down, Juan lifted himself up from the tit and wiped his mouth. "I think that's good, we sucked it all, mr. Myer" he said. Michael kept on suckling hungrily ignoring the priest. The young man's tits had returned to their previous size, post initial growth but not the immense basketball-like form they had earlier. Justin remained nearly still, and wasted on the couch, breathing heavily and slowly. "Mr. Myer..." Juan said, smirking at him. Michael kept on sucking like he'd been craving this his whole life. He had placed both his hands on the pectits and squeezed them as he sucked on the nipple on his side. Justin was too exhausted to react to any of this. "Mr. Myer, if you please!" Juan raised his tone. Michael stopped in a flash and pulled himself away and up from the couch. He coughed and readjusted his clothes and wiped his mouth. "Yes, sorry I thought... it would be best, to make sure..." Michael tried excusing himself. "Absolutely" Juan reassured him. They both stood still for a moment and stared at the tired nude hunk on the couch. Justin had his eyes closed and was taking deep, slow breaths. "Now..." Juan broke the silence, "for the final part" "Yes?" Michael asked impatiently. "The purification of the boy's mouth" Juan said. Michael nodded. "What will we do about that?" he asked, already having some thoughts. Juan took off his white collar and started unbuttoning his pastor suit. "The most effective way..." he said slowly as he undressed. Michael kept observing him as his toned latino physique came to view. "...would be..." Juan tossed off his clothes and remained in his underwear in the middle of the room. He was rocking a huge boner underneath, tenting up his boxers. "...the consumption of a priest's seed" he conlcuded, lowering his boxers to the floor and remaing bare naked. Michael observed him from top to bottom. "I see..." he said, sporting a massive erection of his own, obviously for quite a while now. Juan started walking towards the wasted Justin on the couch. "And what about me?" Michael rushed, "What... what should I do?" Juan turned and looked at him. "You should just watch" Juan said strictly, "But I would also suggest ejaculating. If there is any chance you got infected by all the nipple sucking, releasing a heavy dosage of your sperm will verify it's out of your system" Michael was left boiling once again. What the fuck? This fucking pervy priest was now dictating him what he should do, while he would be defiling HIS son? Juan approached the nearly unconsious Justin and he stepped up on the couch, placing his feet on the sides of Justin's waist. Juan wasn't a very tall man, so at this position his cock was throbbing just above Justin's tossed back head. "He's nearly out, so this should be easy" Juan said, as he grabbed the young man by the head, with both hands. He lifted Justin's head up and that caused his jaw to drop open. He then pushed his cock forward into the wide open mouth and caused a wet sound from Justin's throat as the cocktip reached his tensils. "Mmm that's perfect" Juan moaned, as professionally as he could. Michael had taken his cock out too and was jerking it furiously, mad at the priet for excluding him from this act. "In the name of the holy spirit" Juan began chanting, "I hereby bless my genital organ so that its liquid seed will drench Justin Myer's insides with its holiness" he kept on as he thrusted his dick inside the passed out young man's mouth, holding his head up with both his hands. Michael could only see Juan's tight bubble butt going back and forth from his son's head. "And thus, completely exorcizing him from the evil spirit of lust that has possessed him" Juan continued, "as father, son and holy spirit unite inside of him, through his anal, chestal and oral areas respectively" He started thrusting harder into the unconsious wide open mouth. "Aaahhh, and banishing the lustful evil once and for all from Justin Myer!" He thrusted faster and faster, causing more and more saliva to spill from Justin's uncontrollable, open mouth. Justin was used as a literal blow up doll, right before his father's eyes. Lying still on the couch, passed out, and the perverted priest defiling his mouth with his holy cock. Michael was driven insane watching this. Flashes of memories started hitting him back of him also wanting to use his son like this. Wanting to make him a blow up doll. A sex toy for nothing but his pleasure. "Aaaahhh, aaaahhhh, take my holy seed within you Justin Myer, take every drop of my purified juice from my sacred organ of creation!" Juan roared as he reached orgasm. He held Justin's head in place tightly as he jammed his rod deep and kept it there flexed, while he deposited his load inside of him. "AMENN!" he yelled. Michael observed at the priest was trembling, standing flexed on the couch, with his pelvis thrusted tightly onto his son's head. He moaned and moaned as his sperm filled up Justin. He was so fucking furious. He couldn't take it anymore. The priest's orgasm subsided and he took deep breaths and slowly let Justin's head rest on the back of the couch once again, and he stepped down to the floor. "That was it, Mr. Myer" Juan said regaining breath, "the ritual is over and your son is..." But before Juan could finish his sentence, Michael had already taken his place on the couch, standing above his unconsious son. "What are you doing?" Juan asked in false shock. Michael just grabbed Justin's head and put his own massive hardon in his wide open mouth. "No! Stop!" Juan yelled. "Shut the fuck up you fucking pervert!" Michael growled back at him. "No, no! This will ruin the entire purpose of this exorcism" Juan pleaded fakely. "Good!" Michael roared and started thrusting hard inside his son's mouth. "No, stop! Your seed is infected, if you release it inside of him..." "SHUT UP!" Michael roared in a demonic voice. He thrusted hard, pushing Justin's head against the back of the couch. Jamming his huge cock deep, Justin's head literally banging against the couch. "No, please, you're destroying everything" Juan said, only watching and enjoying the devlish act. "No, I'm only destroying that whore mouth my slut of a son has" Michael roared. Michael thrusted hard three more slowed down times. And then he just sat down on Justin's humongous tits and pushed on his head against the back of the couch, as he started ejaculating. "GRRAAAAARGHHH" he growled like a wild animal, claiming what was his. "I hope you're satisfied with your actions, Michael Myer" Juan said strictly. Michael stepped down from the couch and started putting his pants back on. "We won't be needing your services any longer" Michael said firmly. Juan scoffed. "Yes, you will, now you just made it worse" he said. Michael lifted the passed out Justin from the couch and carried him in his strong arms, like a damsel in distress. He started walking towards the exit with his naked son in his arms. "Goodbye, Mr. Vasquez" The Myers exited the room, leaving the naked priest alone. "You'll regret it! You need me!" Juan yelped desperately, wanting to relive that intense sexual pleasure he just had. But then he could hear the temple's front door shutting hard as the Myers had left. He started sobbing in despair. "You did great, Juan" Alex's voice was heard in the room. Then behind some dark curtains in the corner, Alex and Jennifer stepped out. They approached the naked priest. "Did I master?" Juan asked craving to get a praise. Alex nodded and stood beside him. "You were just as loyal and effective as I hoped" he said caressing his nude body. Then Alex walked away towards the exit. Jennifer smirked at Juan and followed Alex. "Thank you master, thank you" Juan whimpered. Alex stopped before exiting the door and turned back. "Oh, Jennifer" he said casually, "if you don't mind, I would love for a new gift... right now" Alex said and exited the room smiling. Jennifer giggled. Then in a rapid motion she pulled out a cop gun she had kept and turned to Juan. She headshotted him before he could react. She then stared at his dead body for a bit, before exiting the room too. To be continued..