Date: Mon, 24 Oct 2011 23:44:51 -0500 (CDT) From: Stew Subject: Cross Country Adventuresof Jon - Part 24 ( Holloween edition ) My journey had brought me many exotic memories and I felt confident the action would only get better. Today I caught a ride on Interstate 25 and was dropped off in the small town of Starkville, Colorado, which had very little to offer. After picking up a few items at one of the few establishments in town, I began to walk along the nearly deserted highway. The sun was setting, casting a very bright red glow throughout the sky. Appearing out of nowhere, a blood red Coupe Deville screeched to a halt in front of me. As I strolled up to the passenger door I noticed the yellow flames painted on the side of the car. I opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, placing my satchel in the back seat. The driver was obviously male. A deep voiced asked. "What's your destination, mortal" Before I could reply, the car burned rubber back onto the highway. "Um, north I guess" I replied turning towards the driver. The man wore blue jeans and a white T-shirt, which perfectly outlined his massively muscled arms and chest. I could even see the large erect nipples protruding from his pecs. A side view of the driver revealed short black spiked hair and a trimmed full black beard and mustache. My eyes quickly viewed the package between his legs and I was shocked by the sheer size of his mound. My cock was aching as I ocassionally spied the tented morsal displayed before my eyes, which seemed to get bigger every time I looked. Lust was my motivation to speak to the driver and find out his hidden sexual preferences. "Where are you headed, Mr. Uhmmm" I asked. The driver turned towards me and I could see my reflection in his mirrored sunglasses. As he spoke, I was stunned by his uniquely designed full lips and glowing white smile. "You can call me Damien" "I'm Jon" I answered. "The outcome of my travels will end at a small cottage far from here, where I am to officiate a ceremony" Damien continued. "What kind of ceremony" I wondered out loud. "My colleagues and I will perform a small ritual, in order to celebrate the alignment of four critical planets. Perhaps you would like to join us, Jon" Damien asked. This hot guy was inviting me to his house for a party? This was my chance to unwrap the secret prize that Damien had hidden within his pants. "I would hate to inconvienence you and your friends" I played along. "You must not worry, Jon. We would be more than honored for you to participate in our little, what do they say, get together." Damien replied. "My humble abode is much larger than I have stated and will more than accomodate your arrival. I would be eternally dissappointed if you refused my request." Damien continued to assure me. "How can I say no to that" I replied. By now the sun was setting and twilight covered the sky as we headed through the dense forest, lighted by a full moon. The next few hours seemed like minutes as the constant vision of the dark trees had me nodding off. When suddenly I realized my eyes were open, the moon had reached its zenith and Damien was speaking to me. "The end of our quest is near, Jon" The vehicle turned left into a hidden driveway which lead deep into the woods. The trees opened up to a clearing, which revealed a large mansion. Entirely made of stone with thirteen white columns in front and three spired towers on top. Standing in front of the main door, dressed in servants garb, stood a man who seemed to know of our arrival. He greeted us in a subdued manner and addressed his master. "Preparations are complete sir! All guests have arrived and are waiting for you." "Thank you, Eziel. Please take Jon to the upstairs bedroom and accommodate him with the proper attire" replied Damien. I followed Eziel to a lascivious styled room. The servant handed me a pure white hooded robe and told me the occupant of this garment must be naked and vulnerable. I stripped my clothes and adorned the robe. Eziel stood by as I changed clothes, staring at me intensely with dark gray eyes and occasionally licking his lips. Eziel was a mature man, with short brown hair, gray sideburns and a very handsome face. Eziel's obvious attraction to me was making my cock grow, as was evident by the tent in my newly assumed robe. "The ceremony will begin shortly Mr. Parker, meanwhile is there anything you require of me. I was told to be at your disposal, before the ceremony begins" Eziel said. "As a matter of fact, I have a problem that I believe you can help me with, Eziel. A rather large distraction has formed in my garment, could you take care of it for me" I replied. "Certainly, Mr. Parker" Eziel answered. How did Eziel, know my last name? I didn't even tell Damien my last name. I was curious to find out, but was overwhelmed and distracted by the sensation of Eziel's hot mouth sucking on my steel hard dick. The man servant had parted my rode and was bobbing his head up and down on my pole like a pogo stick. Eziel's hands slid up my legs, finally resting on my smooth firm ass. He pushed on my cheeks, forcing my long tasty rod further into his throat. No effort was required of me as Eziel seemed to take control, sucking my meat with zeal and predetermined actions. I folded my hands behind my neck and allowed Eziel to nuture my throbbing member. The servant's efforts were soon rewarded, as I unloaded my warm creamy semen into Eziel's vivacious mouth opening. My pole was engulfed by Eziel's lips and would not be released until all of my milky essence was consumed. Soon my drained equipment was abandoned by Eziel's mouth and flopped against my empty balls. "Thank you Eziel" I praised his performance. "My pleasure, Mr. Parker. Now if you will follow me, I will escort you to the formality" he replied. "How do you know my last name, Eziel" I asked as we walked out the door. The servant did not answer right away. "All your questions will be revealed momentarily" Eziel said. I followed the butler down to the first floor, then to a large set of double doors. Eziel opened both doors and instructed me to continue on alone. I descended a stone staircase into the bowels of the mansion, totally unaware of what awaited me. After a long descent, I noticed a glowing light at the bottom of the stairs. As I entered a large open room, the first thing I noticed was the numerous black candles providing an eerily strange radiant shimmer throughout the room. Several hundred tiny reddish colored flames illuminated the room, which was mostly empty except for a strange purple cushioned piece of furniture in the middle of the room. The floor was tiled with stone, creating a pattern of a five pointed star surrounded by a circle. The cushioned throne sat in the middle of the tiled pentacle. Suddenly I hear the sound of sliding rock and saw an opening appear on the far wall. Thirteen dark figures emerged and stood in a circular formation, each taking a stance upon the tiled circle. Hooded dark purple robes hid the identity of each person as they stood in the room. As I watched, I wondered about the significance of the colored robes and why I was dressed in white. The room seemed to glow a deeper reddish tone when another figure entered and the flames from the candles seemed to triple in size. This person donned a blood red robe, and I assumed this to be Damien himself. He walked up to me and took my hand, guiding me into the center of the room. For about a half hour, Damien spoke Latin phrases, and his guests responded in turn, much like a church service. Suddenly four of the hooded figures slowly walked up to me and began to remove my robe and oil down my body. They led me to the cushioned throne and placed me upon it. Two serviants drew my legs upward while two others used red cloth to tie my ankles to my wrists. My hands were then secured to the throne in an outward position. My pink exposed asshole was literally the center of attention. In specific order, each figure walked up to the throne and parted their robes, exposing their swelling naked boners, yet concealing their faces. One by one they thrust their cocks into my hole and fucked me. Thirteen uniquely different cocks entered my crack and thirteen loads of hot cum were deposited into my canal. My ass was filled with a mixture of man cum. Now the figure in red stepped up and announced. "Jon Parker, you have been chosen as the Receiver of the Seed. Recent events have shown us that you are the perfect recipient of this gift. Your sexual prowness is unending and insatiable. My guests have deposited their souls into the bowels of your body. I am the catalyst, my seed will unite all of our souls and carry us to a new level. Your thoughts, experiences and actions will be seen and felt by us where ever you may be. Our minds and your body will help you conquer every desireable mortal you come in contact with, therebye allowing us a limitless venue of sexual images and feelings." Damien turned towards me and slowly removed his robe, I was shocked by what I saw. Damien's massive extremely muscular body and head was red in color. His face was similar to what I saw before but now he had two large horns jutting from his head, much like a bovine and his eyes were yellow. Large red batlike wings were attached to his back. Behind Damien I noticed a long pointed tail swishing back and forth like a happy dog. I trembled in fear as I saw Damien's mammoth red genitialia, at least 20 inches long and as thick as a beer can. Huge veins, as thick as pencils ran along the entire length. His low hanging testicles were the size of tennis balls. Damien was the Devil. I was powerless and in his grasp. There was nothing I could do as Damien proceeded to impale me with his colossal prick. After the massive fucking of his guests, my hole was fairly flexible, but Damien's sizeable hardon was stretching my anal lips to the limit. It wasn't until I was fully penetrated that I screamed out from the pain. My yells to stop echoed against the walls as Damien continued his assault, fucking me hard and fast. It felt like a baseball bat being shoved in my ass and two small cannon balls slamming against my ass, each time Damien thrust his hips. Suddenly the pain ceased, and I was experiencing one of the most highly erotic feelings ever, as the Devil's thick cock slid in and out of my sensitive ass. My cock quickly hardened on it's own and I felt as if it could ejaculate without any contact. I soon felt Damien's momentum increase and the Devil began to scream out in Latin, as if he was casting a spell. Suddenly my cock began to erupt and I expelled a massive load of cum into the air. At the same time I felt an electrical charge surge through my body and I knew that the Devil had fired his demon seed into me. My body twitched and jerked uncontrollably. Every thing went black as I lost consciousness, the Devil's laughter fading in my ear. I awoke naked in a large clearing in the middle of the woods. My backpack was next to me, and it contained all of my clothes. The mansion and all it contained was gone, as well as the hidden driveway which brought me here. I also felt different, more confident and highly motivated, as if I had the power of thirteen men. Was it possible that the souls of those horny hooded figures was inside me, controlling my thoughts and actions. Or was it another of my weird overactive, seemingly real dreams? My cock was hard as a rock and I wondered if it was of my own accord or that of the Devil's minions. I quickly got dressed and somehow knew which direction I needed to go in order to find the road back to civilization. Hours went by as I walked along the shoulder of a two lane road, with no one in sight. Just when I had about given up, I pleaded out loud for a car to rescue me from this lonely uninhabited forest. The words were no sooner out of my mouth when I heard the sound of an approaching vehicle. I waved my arms in desperation, causing the green Ford truck to stop. An attractive man steps out of the truck, he is fully uniformed in forest ranger attire. The man's arms and chest are bulging with muscles, but what interested me the most was the powerfully huge mound jutting from the crotch of his pants. Surely this was not a coinsidence but the power of the Devil. I remember the words from my dream, "Our minds and your body will help you conquer every desireable mortal you come in contact with". It was as if this ranger was preselected to be my first trophy stud, and I had no doubt in my mind that I was going to be sucking him off in a matter of minutes. Even if this was the Devil's doing, who was I to argue. The ranger had a stunningly attractive face and body. The ranger strutted up to me and spoke in a deep masculine voice. "Are you in need of assistance" The reply which came out of my mouth was my voice but the words were placed there by someone else. "Ranger Steve! Actually, I thought you could use my assistance" "How do you know my name" the handsome ranger asked. I had know idea how I knew his name. "Your ranger Steve Norton. You have been on constant patrol for the past 45 days. Day in and day out you are perched on top of a tower searching the landscape for smoke. Every hour that passes by makes you yearn for some human touch." I continued. I placed my hand on ranger Steve's chest and guided him backwards until his body rested against the grill of his truck. I felt no resistance from Steve, only a look of confusion from his perfectly blue colored eyes. "You pleasure yourself daily, but that does not satisfy you. You want the sensation of naked flesh sliding against your manhood, be it man or woman. Don't you Steve" I asked. My hands and body proceeded downward, until I was kneeling in front of this hunky state worker. "I've never done it with a guy before" ranger Steve confessed. "I don't know why, but I feel this is something I've always wanted to do. All of your statements about me were totally accurate. It is as if you have known me my entire life. I believe our encounter was destined by unknown forces" Steve continued speaking all the while quickly unzipping his trousers and pulling out his hard 11 inch cut cock. My mouth opened and I leaned in to devour the massive piece of meat. Steve moaned out loud as my lips slid down his thickly veined shaft. Steve placed a hand on each side of my head and slowly guided my movements. Patiently he forced me to swallow more and more of his monster dick until the entire length was disappearing into my face hole. I looked up at ranger Steve to let him know that his cock was utterly delicious and I enjoyed sucking on it. Steve was now thrusting his titantic rod in and out of my mouth fast and furious. His moans were now echoing through the forest as the heated milky juices in his balls were begging to be released. Soon Steve was arching his head backwards and screaming. "I'm gonna cum man! Get ready to take my load" A large volley of hot liquid filled my mouth and I swallowed the tasty excrement drown into my throat. Steve continued to fuck my mouth even after the flow of sperm had ended. After he withdrew his spent pole, I licked the skin clean. "What's your name boy?" ranger Steve asked. "Jon Parker" I replied. "I'm guessing you want to continue this session as much as I do, and I know the perfect place. Get in the truck" Steve said. Ranger Norton drove us to the lookout tower, where he spends most of his time. We had to climb a ladder to the top, which provided an excellent view of the surrounding wooded area. The platform contained the bear necessities. However, I didn't really have time to look around because Steve immediately started to kiss me. As his tongue meandered down my throat, the ranger used his free hands to remove my clothing. I followed suit and lustfully delved into the pleasure of revealing the ranger's hot smoking naked body. Much to my delight, Steve's muscled form was the perfect ensemble of chest, limbs and phallus, reminding me of the statue " David", with the exception of the ranger's monumental endowment. The hard wooden floor of the tower did not deture our desire to suck each other off simultaneously as we connected our bodies into the 69 position. Steve whimpered with excitement as his lips tasted cock for the first time ever. Steve's mouth was warm and inviting as he sucked my erect boner with zeal. In no time at alI I was telling Steve that I was about to shoot. My adventurous ranger did not flinch a bit as his curiosity to taste my essence was peaked. My body trembled as I ejaculated my load into Steve's virgin mouth, who gulped down every last drop. At that moment I felt as if a part of my soul was purged into my hunky ranger. Perhaps the devil forgot to mention that I was to spread and multiply by depositing the souls of his horny cronies into the mouths of my conquests, in which to broaden their sexual experiences. I then noticed a change in Steve's behavior, as if his spirit was taken over by a sex starved teenager or a perverted servant of the devil. "You want my big fat hard cock, Jon Parker" ranger Steve asked. Steve's muscled arms lifted me with ease and positioned me for anal penetration. My hands gripped the top of the railing, facing the ever expanding pine forest, waiting in earnest for the feeling of Steve's prominent fuck stick in my ass. "I'm gonna fuck you good, Jon Parker" Steve said as I felt the grip of his hands on my shoulders and force of his abundant member entering my backdoor. "Yeah you like that don't ya, Jon Parker" Steve said as he fucked me hard and fast. His innocent demeaner was now replaced with a hardcore porn star attitude. "You like my battering ram, Jon. My cock is swelling as I fuck you. You've got a tight hole, Jon. Feels good on my dick." Steve continued. The forest ranger's dirty oral comments continued nonstop as he rode my ass like a bucking bronco. As Steve's commentary got louder, the secluded area allowed him to yowl with excitement as he pounded my hole with his throbbing man meat. Suddenly Steve yelled out and pumped me full of hot manjuice. Ranger Norton suggested we take a break and replenish our thirsty bodies. I barely had time to rest, when Ranger Steve announced he was ready for round two. Steve donned an infinite supply of energy, who proceeded to fuck me in a variety of positions, like a seasoned pro. Our action went on until we collapsed naked on the floor. After only a few hours of rest, Ranger Steve woke me up. The sun was just about to set and the sky was a beautiful array of colors The horny ranger, who I was convinced was now a advocate of the devil was hard again and forcing his huge cock into my mouth. Steve began his oral narrative of what a great cocksucker I was and how much he loved blowjobs, as he continually slide his shaft in and out of my gullet. Two more times he awoke me that night, to satisfy his unending sexual urges. The next morning, another ranger arrived to drop off supplies. While I waited at the bottom of the spire for a lift to the next town, Steve insisted that ranger Clive come up to the tower and help him with a problem. Within seconds of the two men entering the high platform, I heard ranger Clive say aloud. "Steve, what the hell are you doing" Next I heard Clive moaning in pleasure from the blowjob that Steve was apparently giving the other ranger. "Holy Shit, that fuckers huge" Clive declared ten minutes later, apparently commenting on the size of Steve's rod. Clive was obviously straight, as I listened to the sounds of pain Steve's monster dick was inflicting on Clive's virgin hole. Eventually Clive was yelling for Steve to fuck him harder, mixed with the constant dirty talk coming from ranger Norton. A couple of hours later, ranger Clive repelled down the ladder and said he was ready to leave. Clive had a big smile on his face and looked at me with lustful eyes. One the way to the nearest town, Clive begged me to suck his cock. A devilish majority inside me insisted that I comply to the ranger's wishes. Clive unleashed his load down my throat moments before we pulled into town. As I exited the vehicle, Clive announced that he was headed back to the tower. I believe the devil's helper inside Ranger Steve had put his hooks into Clive. I was happy that Clive was going back to have lots of sex, but I was worried that Steve would fuck him day and night, unwilling to let him go. I found myself in the town of Carmen, Idaho, which happened to be literally hundreds of miles from where Damien first picked me up. This was definately the strangest adventure so far on my cross country trek.