Date: Sun, 21 Oct 2012 01:51:53 +0100 (BST)
From: Ted Gay <tedgay@btinternet.com>
Subject: Church of Latter Gay Sex Saints (Hormen) - 1

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They look very much like Mormon missionaries, handsome young men in suits
or just white shirts and ties with black and white name badges. They go
around in couples knocking on doors, and they carry not the Book of Mormon
but the Book of Semen.

They are basically doing charity work by providing a sexual outlet and
sexual excitement for gay pensioners and the disabled, or indeed for any
gay man who isn't 'getting it' regularly and can't afford to pay out for
escorts.

Known as Hormen, they don't knock randomly on doors but basically operate
as escorts who advertise and charge for their services, except the Hormen
don't charge. They do the job as a public service to the gay community.

They are more a charity offering a public service than a church, though
they do have Temples of Hormen where anyone can go and give thanks for the
sex that they get, and the services of course involve sexual rituals and
usually turn into gay orgies. They believe sex is a blessing and should be
shared, monogamy is considered selfish and immature. In their services they
thank the Great Spirit for making sex available to everyone for enjoyment,
not just for procreation. Therefore also for those of a gay nature in the
human and animal kingdom.

That is not to say all the sex is focused on promiscuity, they conduct
civil partnership ceremonies where gay men commit to life-long
relationships and to looking after each other in sickness and in
health. However they are not required to be monogamous, and are encouraged
to share their sexual adventures with others, especially the lonely. Indeed
the Church conducts civil partnership ceremonies linking three or more
partners in a loving and sexual relationship, and considers this a more
mature and spiritually developed kind of partnership; less possessive and
less selfish.

The original Mormon church believed in polygamy, and the Hormen Church
continues this tradition and also encourages open relationships.

The missionaries are chosed for their clean-cut good-looks. All young men
are encouraged to do at least 5 years' missionary work, and indeed they are
real missionaries as they don't just provide free sexual services to the
gay community, but try to win converts to their Church in the process.

Two Hormen called at my door last week. They wore short-sleeved white
shirts and red ties, and black trousers. On their shirts were nametags
reading: 'ELDER, Church of Latter Gay Sex Saints' followed by their
names. The missionaries who called on me were Jay Richardson and Gary
Mason. They were both blond, and very handsome. Jay had shortish blond
hair, and Gary had an even shorter close-shaved look.

'Good afternoon, sir,' said Jay, 'We understand you emailed our Church last
week and inquired about our sexual services. May we come in and tell you
more about them?'

'Why yes, of course,' I said, my heart beating faster. They smelt gorgeous,
obviously their Church made sure they were not only handsome, smart and
well-groomed, but that they wore expensive fragrances to make any sexual
encounter with them even more pleasant and exciting in order to seduce gay
men into joining their church.

They came in and I offered them a drink. While Mormons don't drink tea,
coffee or alcohol, the Hormen do, though they stipulated that our three
coffees should be black, including mine.

I found this a strange request - they may prefer black coffee, but why
should mine be black as well? I would soon find out.

'We offer love and also just pure sex to all gay men, but particularly the
older gay man. That's why we are called the Church of Latter Gay Sex
Saints, 'latter' indicating those gay men in their latter years,' explained
Jay after I brought the coffees in.

'We also worship male sperm,' said Gary. 'In the heterosexual world it is
the giver of life. In our world it gives much pleasure and is full of
protein. We enjoy the taste of sperm so much that we consume it every day.'

Jay and Gary took two bottles out of their haversacks, which all Hormen
carry. The bottles contained some white liquid.

'This is our semen, we never waste it, that would be a sin,' said Jay. 'Too
many people crave semen, and are deprived. It is also full of protein, so
very good to consume. We take it instead of milk or cream in our
coffee. Would you like some of my semen, or some of Gary's in your coffee?'

'You can have a cocktail if you like, some of mine and some of Jay's' said
Gary smiling as he unscrewed the top off the bottle of his spunk. 'Here,
smell the bouquet and see what you prefer.'

Gary held the bottle of his semen under my nose, and it smelt great. It
gave me a hard-on just smelling it, then Jay offered me his bottle of spunk
to sniff. Both smelt delicious, but they went on to describe the flavors of
their semen to me.

'My sperm is very thick and sweet,' said Jay. 'It clogs your throat as you
try to swallow it.'

'And mine has a strong spunky flavor, a tang that lingers in your mouth
long after you've swallowed it,' said Gary.

'May I try some of both in my coffee?' I said, and so they emptied the
entire contents of the little bottles into my coffee, and I stirred it
in. It tasted absolutely delicious when I took a sip, and my cock was now
making a big tent in my trousers.

They took two more bottles of spunk out of their haversacks, and Jay poured
his into Gary's coffee while Gary poured his cum into Jay's coffee. We all
then took a sip of our spunky drinks, then Gary and Jay kissed, and then
they both kissed me.

As we drank our sperm flavored coffee, Gary and Jay told me to sit on the
sofa between them, and while Jay put his arm around my neck and started
kissing me, Gary started rubbing my cock thru my trousers. Their erotic
fragrances overwhelmed me and made me feel quite weak. Any resistance would
have been totally useless. Even a born-again Christian would have been
converted to Hormenism. I mentioned this to them, and Jay said:

'Oh yes, we've corrupted.... er, I mean, converted many a born-again
Christian who wandered into our church by mistake. We just sit one each
side of him in the pews and we soon convert him. Oh, by the way no women
are allowed in, we have someone on the door who explains to them it is a
men only service. Nobody under 18 is allowed in either.'

Their fragrances, the kissing and the rubbing of my cock was so erotic I
nearly came in my pants, but we continued messing about and getting each
other all sexed up as we sipped our spunky coffees. Then Gary opened the
Book of Semen and started reading it.

The Book also had illustrations, pictures of handsome Hormen spunking into
coffee, into drinks of all kinds, on to plates of food, and into saucepans
and frying pans. The Book of Semen was basically a recipe or cook book of
different things you could do with semen. All the Hormen cakes and bread
contained handsome young men's semen, as did all the dishes in the Book.

'You should come to our Feast of Hormen once a month,' said Gary. 'All the
drinks and foods are laced with our young men's semen, and you know just
whose it is as their pictures are on each drink and by each item of
food. There are even glasses of fresh hot spunk for you to drink, which are
prepared in front of you by our cum waiters, young men who produce volumes
of semen and who line up until they fill each glass with a delicious spunky
cocktail between them.'

'You seem to be getting excited,' said Gary as he unzipped my flies and
fondled my now rock-hard erection.

'Would you like to drink our orgasms?' suddenly asked Jay. This took me by
surprise, it all seemed so disgusting, yet somehow these wholesome young
men made it sound almost normal. As normal as asking if someone would like
a cup of tea (with ordinary milk and sugar!)

I nodded 'yes', too overcome to speak, and Jay stood up and unzipped his
flies. Gary continued to hug me around the neck and kiss me, while
masturbating my penis, as Jay took out his long, circumcised cock and came
close to me.

'Suck Elder Richardson's penis,' said Gary, 'Make him really hard and
stimulate him to orgasm. He will then feed you his delicious semen.'

I didn't need telling twice, I took Jay's cock into my mouth, it was
already oozing pre-cum and that tasted fantastic.

Gary cooed in my ear: 'Elder Richardson's pre-cum tastes very sweet,
doesn't it? Wait till you taste his full-cream orgasm.'

Jay wasn't long in cumming, I sucked as he fucked my mouth and Gary gently
masturbated me while talking dirty in my ear: 'Elder Richardson is getting
very excited, he is about to cum in your mouth. When he starts to spurt
semen into your mouth, hold it there to get the full spunky flavor, then
swallow it very slowly.'

Jay shot a seven big wads of spunk into my mouth, and I held it there
savoring the thick cum and its sweet, spunky flavor. I would have climaxed
then and there, but Gary had stopped masturbating me now, and was standing
up and undoing his flies.

Jay, meanwhile, had sat next to me, put his arm round my neck and started
kissing me, transferring his own thick globs of spunk from my mouth to his,
then back again. Jay's fragrance overwhelmed me, different to Gary's but
just as erotic.

I swallowed Jay's thick orgasm with difficulty, it indeed clogged my
throat, and Jay said: 'Did you enjoy my thick spunky orgasm? Well Elder
Mason will let you enjoy his load now, then I'll bring you off as he spunks
into your mouth.'

I took Gary's thick, uncircumcised cock into my mouth, relishing the
overpowering fragrances these two handsome men were wearing. Jay talked
filth to me as Gary fucked my mouth and I sucked, craving his cum. Jay was
also masturbating my cock, lubricating it liberally with his spit.

'Elder Mason is going to feed your his load any moment now,' said
Jay. 'Look into his eyes, see they are glazing over with pure lust. That
means he's about to spunk into your mouth. You're greedy for his cum aren't
you? That's good, crave more sperm, that's right, you want to taste his
sperm now don't you? Get ready, here it cums.... Elder Mason is feeding you
his sperm! Hold it in your mouth and enjoy the tangy flavor, then swallow
it slowly as I bring you to climax.'

I did just as Jay said as my mouth filled up with Gary's hot, tangy cum,
jet after jet of the hot spunky mess, while Jay jerked me off. His sexy
scented bicep was now right in my face as his arm was wrapped right around
my neck, and with his other hand he was bringing me off. Then, just as I
was about to cum, Jay said:

'Mr Davidson is nearing his climax, would you like to help me bring him
off?

Gary managed to squeeze some more cum out of his cock, then knelt down and
as Jay was wanking me, Gary slowly rubbed his spunky fingers over the head
of my cock. It felt wonderful as Gary rubbed his slimy cum right into the
tip of my dick, and I immediately shot pints into the air. It went right
over Gary's shoulder on to the armchair where my cat was curled up asleep
scaring poor Tiddles, who miaowed and ran out with my spunk all over his
fur. He turned round, and licked it off, gave me a dirty look, then ran out
into the garden.

'Well, Mr Davidson, I hope you enjoyed our little visit,' said Jay, as they
stood up ready to leave. He held out a hand and shook mine, as did Gary.

'Do come to our service next Sunday at the Temple of Hormen, 'said
Gary. They had given me the address with the times of services, and the
date of the next Feast of Hormen.

'And we'll come and pay you another visit next week,' said Jay. 'If you
tire of us, we can send along some other missionaries. They'll be at least
as good-looking as us, and smell as great. They'll have different exotic
spunk flavors for you to try.'

'Oh, you'll be fine for next week,' I said.

'Yes, well we'll cum and cum for the next week or two, then two other
Hormen will call on you. We like to ring the changes so it doesn't get too
boring,' said Gary. 'We can both fuck you next week if you like, or you can
be spit-roasted by the two of us. I'll leave a Hormenu for you to choose
what you'd like. Just tick the boxes.'

We bade our farewells, and I sat down and looked at the Hormenu. It was
absolutely disgusting. Every kind of sexual position and fetish was
listed. Water sports, fisting, scat, bondage, 69, and of course the
missionary position was an obvious one - but you name it, it was there. The
Karma Sutra had nothing on this Hormenu

In their church services, it was explained to me, they kneel to worship the
penis, and to receive the precious semen that they also worship as the
symbol of life and pleasure. I think I'm going to enjoy going to church
next Sunday!