Date: Mon, 16 Jan 2017 12:39:19 +0000 From: Jesse Gibson <revjpgibson@hotmail.com> Subject: Heaven is a Place on Earth Chapter 7 HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH Chapter 7 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 MARIO's TALE The days are still hot in September but the nights are a little cooler and definitely less humid. Despite that, nothing in the camp moves until after lunch usually. Even now, it is the night time when life really happens. They come and go as they want, but someone is almost always partying until dawn. And the partying around here is serious. The oldest and the youngest generally call it a night at midnight or shortly after. The hardcore are still prowling. Ritchie is wrestling with Mario, roughly. It isn't a fair match. Ritchie is built solid and Mario is thin, slender. Ritchie is aggressive and Mario quiet and reserved. Paul thought about stopping it. He liked Mario, respected his quiet intelligence, thought him attractive. However, it seemed that Mario was never around for the sexual shenanigans of his age mates. In a second though, Ritchie had him on the ground in a bear hug. "Fucking bastard" Mario yelled. Paul got up but Jimmy, a former male prostitute who served the community as a mechanic and served himself as the lover of a mother, her daughter and her son, caught him. "It's cool" he said Cole came rushing by. "This is going to be fun. Mario needs to be fucked!" Mario was struggling but Cole got him by shoulders and Ritchie by his feet and they carried him, twisting and writhing to get loose, into the community building. "Fucking assholes. You fucking pieces of shit" Mario screamed. Jimmy told Paul to find Manny and tell him that Mario was getting fucked. Paul headed down toward the farm when he saw Manny headed toward him. When he told him about Mario, Manny smiled and said he knew but Paul should go with him back and join in. Inside the playroom area, Mario was chained to the Saint Andrews cross, his face crammed against the cross, stripped naked and his firm ass sticking out. He was screaming in rage. Sunny and Jamie, his erstwhile lovers, were there, along with Cole, Jimmy and Ritchie. Sunny was the only girl present. A few minutes later, River, Jimmy's young male lover, came in. "Goddamn you, fuckers" Mario screamed. "Shut the fuck up, Mario. If you keep fucking screaming, I'm going to wear your ass out. If that's what you want, keep fucking screaming," Ritchie said to him. "You know that's what he fucking wants, Ritchie," Sunny said. "Turn his ass red" Ritchie went to the cabinet in the corner and got out a paddle, holes drilled in it. He took a running start and the paddle connected with Mario's ass with a loud crack. The boy howled in pain. "This is some fucked up shit" Jamie said to Paul. "The only way he really gets off is to get the shit kicked out of him. He'll eat pussy 24 hours a day, suck dick, whatever but he won't cum for weeks on end and then this." "Is this even safe?" Paul asked "Probably not" Jamie answered "Is there a safe word or something? Some way he can say if he has had enough?" "Nah," Jamie said. "If he dies, he dies. I think he couldn't get off if it was safe." With that, Paul decided to stay to make sure that Mario wouldn't die. There was a second loud crack, another lick at his ass. Mario howled again in pain. "You fucking pussy, that all you got, pussy?" Mario screamed. "Not by fucking long shot" Ritchie answered and then cracked his ass a third time. "You liking this shit, Mario? You hard yet?" Cole said, up against the boys ear, tweaking a nipple hard, twisting it. "Fuck you" Mario spat "No, I'm going fuck you. I am going to fuck you hard, until you fucking bleed" "Good" It was another crack at his ass and then another. His firm, brown ass had turned fiery red, each cheek. They untied him and turned him around. Ritchie slapped him hard and Jamie came up and punched him in the eye. "That all you fucking got?" "No, fucker" Ritchie said. They put old fashioned clothes pins on him, starting with his nipples. He howled when the first snapped shut. Then Ritching put the clothes pin on the other, reaching a twisting the first. Then they started putting clothes pins around on his torso at random. Jamie slapped him again. Mario spat at him. "Goddamn motherfucking piece of shit, goddamn asshole" Mario cried out. But with each new sensation of pain, Mario got harder still. He got slapped and his dick twitched. Cole had a lit candle. Paul knew what that meant. Standing over Mario's left shoulder, he tipped the candle and the hot wax poured onto Mario. The boy's neck muscles tensed and his face betrayed the pain. Cole went to the other side and repeated it. Jamie punched him in the gut, catching him right in the solar plexus. Mario was gasping for air with the wind knocked out of him. He leaned forward as much as he could, trying desperately to breath. Cole dribbled wax on his bare back. He whimpered and sank on his knees as far as he could, his arms tied up, as Jamie backhanded him hard across the face. Blood poured down from his nose. "Enough foreplay" Ritchie said. "Time to fuck" They unchain him but have a collar on him with a long chain. Standing there, naked and hard, Jamie yanks down and Mario's whole body bends over at the waist, his ass sticking out. Ritchie is standing behind him, his long, thick tool in his hands as we greases his pole from a vat of unknown substance. With it in one hand, he roughly slides it up into Mario. "AAAHHH, God!" Mario screams in pure pain. It doesn't bother Ritchie. He slides all the way in, one motion and hard. Then he jackhammer fucks him. Hard and fast. Smacking his ass at the same time, reddened fiery hot but Ritchie kept slapping it, a slap with nearly every hard stabbing stroke. Cple was at the head, grabbing Mario roughly by the hair and ramming his dick down his throat. "Fuck him, Ritchie, it's what he wants" Jimmy the mechanic said. He swatted Cole on the ass to encourage him. "I want a piece of that too" River said. Ritchie didn't give a shit what anybody did when he was done. Mario had ridden his dick for years until he aged out as Big John's number one boy and eventually found his way into Jamie and Sunny's bed. There he was perfectly passive, a sexual lap dog, willing to do anything to please and never asking for pleasure in return. Only this, about every 6 weeks, would be different. Mario pulled off of Cole's dick. "Is that as hard you got, asshole? You're fucking nothing. Fuck me hard or get the fuck out. I ain't got time for this shit." "Goddamn fucker" Ritchie said, reaching up and putting his hand around Mario's throat. "I'll rip you a new fucking asshole" "Then just fucking do it" Paul was amazed. Ritchie was fucking his hard, brutally, fast and savage. His dick was rock hard, the sweat dripping off of him as he plowed the ass of the brown boy. As hard as Ritchie was fucking him, it wasn't enough. Mario was bouncing back onto Ritchie's dick with each stroke, trying to drive it into him harder and deeper. Mario's own dick was also hard, sticking out, leaking precum. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. Then Ritchie yelled out, grunted hard and unloaded in Mario's ass. Cole was there in a second, and rammed his hard dick in just behind him. No foreplay, no tenderness, just roughly in. "You ain't fucking a girl, fucker, fuck me like a man" Cole went at it just as hard and fast as Ritchie had. Paul couldn't tell from Mario's face whether it was pleasure or pain the boy was feeling, he supposed pleasure. Cole, he had no doubt about. That boy loved to fuck and did it often, daily and two and three times daily, boys and girls, it didn't matter. He was rarely gentle and never tender. Mario brought out the animal in him. He even laughed as he pounded away. Jimmy the mechanic stuck his rock hard dick in Mario's face and began slapping the boy with it. Mouth open wide, Mario tried to capture it, tried to get it in his mouth. Eventually, he did. Jimmy face fucked him as a result. "I like this boy" Jimmy said, grabbing Mario by the hair and bouncing him on and off his dick. "He knows how to suck. Start em young" His own young lover, River, slender, thin shouldered and flat bellied with good sized uncut cock ringed in a circle with pubic hair, came over and stood by his side. Mario ignored him. Jimmy grabbed him by the jaw and pulled out and slapped Mario. "Suck him, bitch. Show him how it's done" Jimmy said as he spat on Mario. Paul was surprised. In his experience, boys River's age don't want to see their adult lovers being mean and violent. It frightens them because they are less able to defend themselves but River didn't seem to mind as he feed his own lovely cock into Mario's mouth. All this time, Cole had been violating him hard and fast. But he couldn't take it much more. He was grunting and panting and Paul knew he was about to cum. Then, savagely, he rammed it in and unloaded in Mario's ass. "My turn to fuck this little bitch" Jimmy said, jumping back and ramming it in. Mario just stayed on all fours, his ass in the air, as another man punched it in, greased by the semen of the ones before. Jimmy was draped over him, his legs outside of Mario's, one hand on the ground to steady himself, the other crooked around Mario's throat, his hard dick pointing straight down and acting as a ramrod to Mario's ass. He was flicking his tongue, trying to get at Jimmy's young lovers dick but River would go between slapping him on the face with his tool and sticking it in Mario's mouth. Mario waas still hard as a rock as he took the punishment. Paul was aware that Cade, another of the gay men in the compound, had made his way in and was stroking himself as Jimmy violated the boy. "Fuck him hard, Jimmy" Cade called out. "Little bitch wants it" Mario didn't respond and neither did Jimmy except to grunt. He was fucking him hard, as hard as the others. Then, in a savage stabbing blow, Jimmy unloaded in his ass. Mario pulled off of River's dick and said, " Get back there and fuck me, piece of shit. And fuck me better he did" Young River, all of 15, skin and bones but hung like a horse, got behind him and slid it in. But he was so excited that he couldn't last. It took less than a minute. Cade was there to take over. He, too, slammed it in. "YOu're next" Jamie told Paul. "Me and Sunny are last" "I don't really want to. I just wanted to make sure that he wasn't hurt." "Paul, you need to fuck him. You gotta dick and you ought to use it. This is what he needs and wants. Stick it in, fuck him hard and cum. We'll take care of the rest." So, when Cade was done, Paul did. He found the hole, now seeping with cum, and drove it in. All he had to do was switch everything off and fuck like an animal. It was good in a way. No love, no tenderness, nothing just animal urgency. When he did finally shoot, Paul was satisfied. As he left, Mario was standing, Jamie had entered him from behind and Mario was fucking Sunny as she leaned over to take it. Paul watched for a minute, amazed and then left. Afterwards, Mario, bruised and sore, was taken by his lovers to be with transgender women to nurse for several days. When he returned home, he was the compliant, quiet, meek little sex slave to Jamie and Sunny, happily sucking dick or eating pussy, cooking and cleaning, doing whatever they wanted or needed. But 6 weeks later, they were dragging him through the compound again, screaming in rage and malignant anger to be beaten and sodomized. He loved it.