Date: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 14:22:32 -0700
From: Dark Broski <darkbroski@gmail.com>
Subject: Daddy, The Devil, and Me Day 5

Day 4 - The Church
Night, slightly before midnight

Drake pulled up outside the church. He felt the air thick with tension. He
could see lights flicking inside the cathedral as he walked up to the large
wooden doors.

He had the chest in hand, the ring inside it. He wasn't sure what was going
to happen but he knew once he entered that church, his life would never be
the same.  He just hoped he wasn't too late for his son.  He checked his
watch. 11:40 PM. 20 minutes until midnight, and his son's birthday.

As he reached to push open the door he felt a heat surge through his hand,
as the burnt scars glowed, it reacted to the wood. Suddenly, a faint
glowing outline of the eye appeared. It seemed to have been carved into the
wood. He touched his hand to it and pushed, grimacing.

Nothing in his wildest dreams could have prepared him for what he saw.

Men. Naked men. All over, screaming, writhing. Their bodies
intertwined. Fucking, sucking, some fisting, eating ass. All moaning,
almost as if they were all one flesh, moving together, the altar was too
dark to see but could see candles flicking in the distance. He slowly began
to walk forward. The middle aisle clear. Beckoning him to follow, to meet
his destiny.

As he walked he looked side to side. Almost immediately he saw Gabe and
Daryl, spit flying out of their mouths. Like dogs with rabies. Gabe's ass
being brutally sodomized by his brother. He could hear Daryl screaming,
"Fucking faggot brother!  Can't get enough of my cock! I fucking hate you!"
as he pulled his brothers hair and spit in his mouth. Gabe drenched in
sweat, loving his brother's cock defiling him again. over and over. But his
eyes were focused on something else. Drake noticed Gabe was eyeing all the
cocks around them. Especially Drake's. His eyes full of longing. Some
strange man...well maybe a man, Drake couldn't quite make it out.  Stepped
in front of Gabe's wondering gaze and shoved his cock into his mouth. "You
fucking like that demon DICK Gabe!?" his brother shouted, smiling. Gabe
whimpered like he was hurting.

Drake's cock twitched.

He pushed forward. Leaving the hot, twisted brothers to their debauchery.

A few feet further he could make out Derek's father. Officer Harding. Still
wearing his police boots, the chain necklace, but nothing else. He had his
feet strapped into some stirrups. His legs spread wide. His ass completely
open. His arms chained down behind him. Fucking him was some sort of
machine with a long thick dildo on the end. Varying in speed as it
went. "MORE! MORE! FILL ME UP MORE!" He was screaming. His cock hard,
leaking precum everywhere. Men...or were they the demons from Drake's
dream? Standing around him, constantly shooting load after load into his
mouth. his tongue flailing wildly if any drop missed his mouth. His hairy
chest wet with sweat and cum. One of the demons started moving the sling,
ramming Harding into the fuck machine as it penetrated him deeper than
before.  Drake could almost hear the officer's asshole ripping, becoming
looser and looser with each thrust.

Drake's cock began to become chubby.

Drake walked past the officer. There was no helping him. He had become a
victim to his own perversions.

He started getting closer to the altar of the cathedral. Where normally
Father Nicholas would speak out to the congregation. He began to make
something out, but then stopped dead in his tracks when he heard
giggling. He turned to his left.

There, near the confessional was Derek and the priest. "FUCK ME MY SON! MY
COCK WAS MADE TO DEFILE YOU!" Nicholas was yelling. Derek, still with that
stupid grin on his face was being raped by the priest. Stroking himself
furiously. "I MUST FUCK THE SIN OUT OF YOU!" Nicholas had gone completely
mad. He truly now believed that doing God's work meant raping young
men. Fucking their souls out of them as Clarence had done to him. Derek had
on his cap, beads of sweat running down his face from the brim. His body
was jerking so fast against the former priests fucking that his tattoos
seemed to be moving. "Teach me about our new lord father!" Derek
moaned. "Our cocks and holes are meant for HIM" Nicholas began preaching
while fucking the boy. "Only by giving HIM our souls will we know true
happiness!"

Drake noticed the earring in Derek's ear glowing. Much like the necklace on
his father. Derek looked up at Drake and winked. In a flash, he stood up
and pushed Nicholas on the ground and began fucking him
missionary. Spitting in his face.  "Fuck the church! Fuck Jesus!" Derek
wailed. Drake could see his cock throbbing harder as he yelled these
words. The former priest stroking his cock furiously. "Is this is what you
want? To fuck little boys, fucking faggot priest?" Derek taunted.  Nicholas
didn't even respond. Lost in ecstasy, kissing his own arm muscle. Licking
his own armpits. A demon came up behind Derek, and stuck its huge veiny
cock into Derek. Soon all three were pumping and humping. Snarling and
slobbering.

Drake was hard. His hands were trembling. A voice in his head started,
"Just give in.  Just put on the ring. It's ok."

"No." Drake thought. "I have to find Adam."

Drake slowly turned away from the glorious threesome in front of him. He
was almost to the altar. He could almost make things out...

As he started up the steps the candles became brighter. There, completely
nude laying on a table was his son. And slobbering on his cock, Clarence.

Clarence began speaking as Drake reached the top of the stairs.  "Glad that
you could join us Drake..."

"I brought what you wanted." Drake threw the chest down.

"Oh come on...don't be so about business all the time...relax...  I bet
you've been wanting to get off. That is why you came right? You knew f you
came, you could play around with the guys. Why look at me. I'm playing with
this one. It looks like he's about to pop..." Clarence deep throated
Adam. Adam's eyes glazed over, his head thrown back. Moaning.

"I've come for my son Clarence." Drake said firmly. Trying not to
acknowledge how hot his son's sexy body was glistening in the candle-light.

"Oh come on...Adam is having a great time with me. Right Adam?" Clarence
said looking over at Adam.

Adam didn't respond. He just laid there. As if he was under some sort of
spell.

"What did you do to him?" Drake asked.

"Why, nothing. I'm just giving him a bit of a helping hand. To help him
become what he is meant to be."

"Stop talking in riddles Clarence. Everything that has gone on...my dreams,
these weird artifacts, everyone having sex. Those weird looking men..."

"Oh come now Drake. We both know their not "real" men." Clarence huffed at
him.  "You saw what I was the moment we kissed, while you were fucking
Derek...thinking about your boy-"

"-Shut up!" Drake shouted. His cock was throbbing, his son's cock was
throbbing.  Clarence's tongue kept doing dance's on his son's cockhead. He
needed to get him out of here.

"I know you're rock hard Drake. Stop trying to fight it." Clarence
teased. He stood up and walked over to Drake. His large 13 inch dick
swinging between his legs. The precum oozing down one side of his leg. He
checked his watch. "Well look at the time, I better make this quick. I
don't want us to miss out on what I've waited a LIFETIME for!"

"Explain yourself Clarence!" Drake shouted.

"You see Drake. I've been watching you and your boy for a long time. A
very. Long time. You see, I deal in the business of souls and when I come
across one so fascinatingly...pure," he nods towards Adam, "I must collect
it. He's an attractive young man. Athletic, yet never has had sex. Hasn't
been afflicted by the negative and jaded by life the way others have. He
had a very protective father. A father who loves him. A father who will do
anything for his son." The more Clarence talked about Adam the more Drake's
cock raged. It was almost tearing through his jeans.  His breath going
between rapid and heavy, unable to focus.

"But in order to claim this soul for my own, it being so pure, certain
things have to happen. It's so pure I can't seem to just fuck him and be
done, as I would other people. You see, this town may be small, but the sin
is large, and it was quite easy to get people to give into their darkest
desires."

"You didn't get anyone to give into anything! You just brainwashed
them...or something!" Drake fought back. He was fighting the urge to adjust
his cock. To take off his pants and let his Daddy Dick swing out like all
the other flesh all around him.  Adam's cock was still rock hard, and the
clock was ticking...

"No no no. You're wrong Drake. You see every single human has a dark
side. A side that rarely can come out. Sometimes most people don't even
know they have it.  Everyone has one. But in this town, I was able to
assemble seven individuals, including myself, that all have an affliction
of one of the deadly sins. I just brought it out."

Clarence points out into the pit of depravity behind Drake. A light is cast
towards the back, onto Daryl and Gabe.

"These two brothers started it all. They were so easy. Gabe is Envy. He
always envied his brother. The way he got girls, his looks, his smarts. The
envy grew so large, he became obsessed with his brother. Needing his
constant approval. Needing his cock inside him to validate him. Where as
Daryl, he always despised how dumb and pathetic his brother could be. So he
showcased the perfect attributes towards Wrath. Furious at his brother, and
that anger increasing to rage especially once his brother started taking
his dick. It's how he expressed himself."

As Clarence was talking Drake could see Daryl and Gabe. Daryl had Gabe in a
pile- driver position and had his hands wrapped tightly around Gabe's
throat. Gabe didn't even try to struggle. His eyes rolling in the back of
his head due to lack of airflow. It was all worth it. To get his brother's
dick inside him like that. Which of course only pissed Daryl off more. The
violence of it all actually was a huge turn on to Drake, who began to
lightly touch himself through his jeans.

Then the light had gone, and moved over to Officer Harding in his sling. He
had a funnel in his mouth, and was being double fucked by two
demons. Howling in pleasure as their cocks filled the newly gaping ass of
the officer.

"Do I even need to tell you what this one is? 100% whore. He is the
embodiment of the sin of Gluttony. He just can't get enough. Eventually his
ass will learn to take three cocks. Maybe even four if we can figure out a
position for it."  The funnel in officer Harding's mouth was filled to the
brim with cum. Whether it was man or demon seed Drake didn't know. But he
did know that Harding was choking on it. Unable to drink it all. Literally
drowning in semen. Every time he coughed jizz flew out of his mouth onto
the bodies around him. Though he was choking on it, it was distressing him
that he was accidentally spitting some out. He would let out a hard moan
each time some of it left his mouth. He was truly a cum slut, and
everybody's bitch. He no longer would be getting blowjobs from women hoping
to get out of a ticket, he would be soliciting every inmate at the county
jail to rape him. Fuck him. Cum inside him.

"He always overdoes things. Over punishes his kid. Over abuses his power,
just doesn't know when enough is enough. Are you really surprised he can't
get enough cock and cum?"

Drake had unconsciously slipped his jeans down to his thighs. His cock
sticking out.  Him stroking it carelessly. Thinking about how sticking his
dick into that pool of cum in the funnel, then Harding's ass would
feel. Using who knows how many different men's loads as lube to fuck the
stupid pig.

The light then traveled to Father Nicholas and Derek. Nicholas was on all
fours getting fucked by a muscular demon while Derek sat on a pew, letting
Nicholas deep throat his cock. That cocky smile said it all. He liked this,
and didn't care who knew it.

"The young tatted brat is the epitome of Sloth." began Clarence, "He
doesn't like to have to work for anything, and just makes jokes about
it. But in that lies a dark dark twisted perversion. He wants the world to
be in chaos. So then he doesn't have to do anything. And hey, why not get
off along the way? Funny thing is, he might be the only one out of all of
you that understands what's going on. But he's just too damn lazy, or
doesn't care enough, to do anything about it."

Derek was looking up at them. Smiling. His smooth abs glistening in sweat
and spit.  He tipped his cap to Clarence as then he grabbed Nicholas by the
throat and began throat fucking him long and deep. Just the way Drake had
used his throat earlier that day.

"And then there's the fucking Priest." said Clarence.

Father Nicholas was bouncing his ass up and down on the dick inside
him. His cross still wrapped around his neck.

"His downfall was Pride. Being a man of God he was suppose to live for
others, instead he secretly worshipped his own body, his own mind. He
thought he could repent and wash away this sin. But, he just was too full
of himself."

Nicholas moved into a position where his ass was up against the edge of the
pew, as his head was on the ground. His ass spread open to the
ceiling. Derek bent down and began fucking him, as if he was planking his
ass. Drake could see the pre-cum dripping from his cock into his mouth as
he got fucked. His olive skin dancing in the light. It was so hot to Drake
to see this man of God getting fucked by some punk kid.  Just being a total
slut. He was stroking his cock faster now. Letting the sin before him wash
over him in a tidal wave of...of...

"And that brings us to lust..." said Clarence. Drake turned around to face
Clarence again. Cock in hand.

"What...what have you done to me?" asked Drake.

"Have you not been listening? I haven't done anything, except bring out
your true self. Your true, dark, self. You, who had a son at a young
age. You who since the moment I made my presence to you known, have been
doing nothing but playing with your cock, fantasizing, fucking. You are the
embodiment of lust."

Drake tried to refute this, but it was kinda true. Whether Clarence had
tricked him into it, or if as he said he really was always horny, he still
had acted on all those things. "So that leaves..."

"Greed. Correct." finished Clarence, "I'm entirely Greedy. I want the best
souls this world has to offer. I want every soul. Even when I get every
soul it will still not be enough. I can be satisfied for awhile when I get
a nice, juicy pure one like your boy.  But it doesn't last long."

"Well why bother with the rest of us? Why not just take his soul?" asked
Drake.

"I can't. He's so pure I can't touch him until he's been defiled. The
ceremony calls for his 18th birthday, surrounded by the seven sins, and for
me to get the most out of his defiled soul, for him to be broken in by the
biggest sin of all."

"And that is?" asked Drake.

"Incest." stated Clarence.

Drake stopped stroking his dick and looked over at his son.

There was a bead of precum sitting on top of his son's cockhead, getting
ready to roll down the side of his shaft. Drake licked his lips.

"You see," continued Clarence, "The love you have for your son is so
powerful, as well as your lust, it will create a soul that has still only
known love. Not broken, not tarnished by other things or outside
forces. Just he will once again become one with the cock that gave him
life."  Drake shook his head. "No. No I won't do it."

Clarence looked at his watch, only a couple minutes to midnight.

"Why not? Haven't you been fantasizing about him lately? His young jock
body. His scent. His cock. His sweat. You've been curious about it all. And
here is your chance to explore him. All you have to do is put the ring on
him. It will make everything easier. You wont be able to stop fucking him."

Drake's cock was back to being hard at the thought.

"But wait, how do you plan on taking his soul after I fuck him? And what's
this weird state he's in."

"Ugh, I don't have time to explain everything. He is like that because I
hypnotized him to be, put up less of a fight and less questions. Would have
done it to you but you have to do it on free will. Otherwise it won't
work. Otherwise he won't feel the love and passion you have for him.  Which
will make his soul useless to me. Put the ring on him, and he'll go back to
normal, and then you fuck him. Then I get his soul by fucking him right
after."

Drake had almost agreed. Him and his son bonding. Especially since he might
be going to college soon. He was gonna miss him. And god, that cock and
balls. That bubble butt. But then the idea of another guy fucking him? Hell
no.

"There is no way you are going to fuck my son Clarence!" Drake exclaimed.

"Oh no? Let's see how you feel after you fuck him...." Clarence said as he
opened the chest. The inside was glowing brightly. The ring calling
out. Wanting to fulfill its purpose. Wanting Drake to fulfill his purpose.

Drake couldn't resist that brilliant light. So warm. So welcoming. Each
step he took closer to it the more his mind was at ease. Almost as if
nothing else mattered. Just going to that light. He reached in and grabbed
the ring. It was vibrating in his hand.  Making the blood in his cock rush
to the head. He could feel it throbbing. He looked over at Adam laying
there. His vacant eyes. His hard cock. He couldn't leave his son like
that. Adam's first fuck should be with someone he cares about, with someone
he trusts, with someone who gave life to him.

Drake, now completely nude like everyone else in the Cathedral of Sin began
walking towards his son. Each step he took made his cock throb harder and
harder.  His heart beating a mile a minute. He couldn't see anything
else. Only his son. His offspring. His property.

He slowly slipped the ring onto Adam's finger. Within moments Adam came to.

"Dad...what the..." Adam shot up and looked shocked at his
surroundings. His cock throbbing in sync with his fathers.

"It's ok son." Drake said as he kissed Adam on the forehead. The ring was
starting to do its trick, Adam began moaning out loud. He didn't care what
was going on or how he got there. His Dad was there. His dad would protect
him. His dad, with the huge muscles, the light fur on his body. His
creator. The one whose cock made him. The cock he suddenly had the need for
to be inside him. As he laid on the altar he began to wiggle his hips
around. Needing something inside him.

"Fuck Dad what's happening to me." Adam moaned out.

"Do it, Drake." Clarence whispered, "Its why you're here."

Drake let out a sigh and stared into his son's eyes. Those innocent eyes
that have been looking at him for years. He decided right in that moment,

"I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you boy."

The clock in the bell tower began to go off at midnight, signifying Adam's
birthday.

GONG, the bell in the church tower rings.

Drake slowly enters his son. As he fits his head into his son's hole,
Adam's cock immediately gets rigid, standing straight up. Drake pushes in
deeper.

GONG

Drake is all the way inside him. His son let's out a deep moan. His hole
wet with sweat and Drake's precum. Drake watches his son adjust to the new
sensations.

GONG

Drake begins thrusting, slow at first, staring at his boys hard
cock. "Adam..." he moans.

"Dad..." Adam moans back. Already reeling from the pleasure his father's
dick is giving him. Drake starts thrusting faster. Clarence whispering.

"That's it. That's it. Keep going. Keep giving in."

GONG

Drake's thighs flex as he slams into his son. The way his hole is taking it
is unbelievable.

"You're ass was made for my cock son." Drake gasps out. This is right. This
is what he had Adam for.  Why would he dare try to fight it?

"Take it Dad! It's all yours!" Adam exclaims, starting to get use to it.

GONG

Suddenly the other 6 men are standing all around them beating their cocks
against each other. Stroking them. Thrilled at the scene before them. Drake
and Adam pay no heed to them. Totally lost in each other's bodies.

Drake reaches down and grabs Adam by the throat. He yelps. "Fuck Son! Look
what you're making me do! You and you're tight fucking ass!"

"Breed my ass daddy!" Adam commanded. His mouth agape. He was watching his
dad's powerful abs move back and forth as his cock defiled him. His purity
getting ruined in the most despicable way.

Drake couldn't believe it. His son. His fucking son. Taking cock like a
champ. He was proud, disgusted, turned on. He knew then, he was going to
make his son a whore.

GONG

"That's it Drake. Don't fucking stop." Clarence sneered. This was hot. So
hot.

Drake was losing control, thrusting erratically. All he could focus on was
how hot his son was. How his son had always been hot. How he should have
been fucking him from an early age.

But now he was gonna make up for lost time.

"FUCK! FUCK!" Drake slammed his dick balls deep into Adam over and over
again.  He wanted his whole body inside him. To stretch him out, to make
him love it. Lucky for him, Adam was on that wavelength.

"I love it Dad!" Adam groaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

GONG

Drake wasn't gonna deny him his birthday wish. Fuck giving him a car,
giving him a good dicking was all that this cum slut deserved.

He spit into Adam's mouth. Adam, willingly receiving it, playing with the
spit with his tongue. Rolling it around.

Adam was using his body weight to slam into the cock slamming into
him. Wildly stroking his own cock. Fuck it was such a sight.

GONG

The others were standing in a tight circle around them. Loving what they
were seeing. A hot stud fucking a hot stud. Father and Son. An indisputable
bond, being expressed through the total rape of the boy's virgin hole.

"Tell me you love it boy," Drake spit out at Adam.

"I love it Daddy! I LOVE YOUR COCK!"

GONG

"YES YOU DO BOY! YOU ARE GONNA TAKE EVERYONE'S COCK! YOU UNDERSTAND!?"
Drake didn't fucking care about saving his son's soul from Clarence. In
fact, the idea of his son losing his soul and becoming a hole for
everyone's use began to seem really appealing.

"Fuck yeah Dad! I need it! I want cock!" He said, so sweetly, so
cutely. Fuck, how had he survived this long without getting ass raped?

The others around them were cheering them on. Encouraging them.

"Tell your father how long you've wanted this." Clarence said to Adam.

GONG

"Oh Dad..." Adam started, just when Drake took almost his fulll length out,
and immediately he started whimpering. "DAD! Ever since I knew I came from
your cock...I've always wanted to return to it. To be a part of it again!"

He started a moaning, almost a little high pitched as he rocked his hips
into his Dad.  His legs in the air, his calves around his dad's
shoulders. His Dad's long dick hitting him in his stomach. He couldn't
believe he was taking it all, but he was so happy to.  So fucking happy to.

GONG

"Faster!" Clarence commanded, stroking his own cock to Drake's
rhythm. Drake had one of his legs up on the table Adam was laying on, to
ensure his entire length was hitting deep inside the boy. Adam furiously
stroking himself. The others began chanting "Hail Satan! ....Hail Satan!"
Over and over. In sync with their thrusts of depravity.

"FUCK!" Yelled Drake. It was so hot he needed to baptize his son in the sin
of his seed. So they could all start their lives as twisted, perverted
fucks. Adam was all too into this.

"Hail Satan! Hail Satan!" The entire church was shaking with the thunderous
words!  The words compelling Drake and Adam to keep fucking harder,
rougher!

Drake is getting close, so close to cumming and ruining his son's life
forever. So close to fulfilling Clarence's dreams. One more time fellas,
give your cock a good stroke and say it, "HAIL SATAN!"

HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN! Keep shouting it! HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN!

GONG

All the men in the church yelled it as one, Drake pulls his cock out and
forces it into his son's throat. His cum shooting out, getting all over
Adam's face. As soon as the cum hits him Adam begins cumming all over
himself, a feeling of extreme lust and pleasure over taking him. He could
tell by the look in his father's eyes, he was no longer his loving father,
but a sex addict, determined to rape him any chance he got.  And you know
what Adam's response to that was?

He spread his legs further and pulled his Dad's still rock hard cock into
his ass and said, "Again."

All the other men upon seeing this came together, in huge gobs of semen,
all blasting over Drake and Adam. Them welcoming their new brethren of
debauchery. Drake for the first time in his life felt complete, but as he
went to start thrusting into his newly whored son Clarence stepped in.

Day 5 - The Church of Sin Early morning

"Now, now is the time." Drake stared at Clarence for a moment. His mind
clicking, his mind restructuring itself. You could see all the morals, and
parental instincts leaving his brain, and being replaced with deep, dark,
incestuous, nasty thoughts.

Drake leaned over and kissed Clarence. Their bodies rubbing against each
other.  Drake was signifying to him that his son's hole was ready. It was
ready to be owned by him. To be desecrated. To be WRECKED.

Clarence stroked his dick against Adam's. Showing Adam how much bigger he
was, how much stronger his cock was. And how that muscle of a cock was
going to be doing some heavy lifting inside that pure boy's ass.

"Fuck dude," Derek said sucking on Adam's ear. "You're gonna feel so good
in a moment."

Derek's Dad, Officer Harding, was on his knees, sucking on Derek's
cock. After seeing all the cum fly him and Gabe were going around licking
everyone off Clean. They had met at Derek's cock and began to swap the cum
they find, letting it drip all over their mouths.

The priest off to the side, a huge dildo in one hand, fucking himself, in
the other a rosary. And he was bent so his own cock was in his mouth. His
mind completely gone. In his madness he believed God's will was to be as
nasty and dirty as he could be. He was sucking himself for Jesus. Fucking
himself for God. Raping his morality for the greater Sin.

Daryl meanwhile had dragged Drake over to a giant cross on the alter, right
beside where Adam lay. He was binding Drake's arms to the cross, like a
crucifix. Drake's hard cock bouncing each time he looked at his son.

Clarence looked at Adam and smiled, "You ready boy?"

Adam nodded, his eyes full of curiosity and lust.

Clarence's cock had grown even bigger since the last time Drake saw it. It
was now almost 15 inches long, as thick as a fore-arm, and the HEAD. The
head looked like a SPEAR. Normally he would have been afraid for his son,
but not anymore. Not that now he knows how good it feels to totally give
in. And soon, his son, would feel it to.  And there'd be no going back.

Clarence grabbed Adam by the legs, took one shallow breath.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Adam screamed, but it wasn't a scream of pain. It was
a scream of pure bliss. Never did he know he could feel this good. The cock
rearranging his innards, moving to accommodate the new cock who's home
would be his ass.

"Hahahahaa!" Clarence couldn't help but shake with laughter. The feeling,
the feeling of this pure boy, who just seconds ago had been fucked by his
dear father. It was amazing! "Yes yes yes! Give me your soul! Give me all
of your soul!"

With each retraction of Clarence's big dick Adam felt an itch in his
ass. It was his pure soul leaving him. Being fucked out of him. Instead of
his thoughts just thinking about the pleasure, he was now thinking about
how how it would be to be spit on, pissed on, choked, fisted, slapped,
raped, how hot it would be for him to rape others.  Especially his own Dad.

Drake was in awe. Staring as his son's hole was being ripped apart. His
cock leaking all over the place. Him thrusting the air. Daryl returned, but
with Gabe.

"Bend the fuck over Gabe." Darly pushed him down. He then pushed Gabe's big
hairy ass onto Drake's cock. "How's that feel boss?" Daryl asked.

"Uuuuuuaaaaggghh" was the only noise Drake could make. His mind was being
torn from him. He was changing. He could feel it. He liked it.

Clarence was changing too. His body tattoos were glowing wildly, and then,
a bright light!

As bright light faded the church was engulfed in total red tinted
Darkness. Where there were once candles, it now looked like torches. And
the men. There were hundreds of men around them. Fucking, sucking, jacking
off, cumming, moaning. All Drake could do though was stare at Clarence, for
Clarence had changed as well. His skin had changed tone, his muscles,
humongous. He had horns, his mouth huge with ferocious teeth. He had Adam
picked up with one arm and was slamming him down onto his Cock.

"FUCK HIM! FUCK HIM!" Drake began screaming. He didn't even notice it at
first, but he was thrashing around like a caged animal. Thrusting his cock
into Gabe, loving watching his son being used like a rag doll. "FUCK HIM
CLARENCE! FUCK HIM!"

Clarence turned around and with a booming voice, "CALL MY BY MY REAL NAME!"
As his cock slid even DEEPER into Adam's boy ass.

"FUCK HIM SATAN! FUCK MY BOY! OH GOD HE NEEDS YOUR DEMON COCK!" Drake
couldn't stop screaming for his son to be fucked. And all he could hope for
was that he would be next.

Adam was a champ. Taking that cock, asking for it. Begging for it. Seeing
his Dad get so turned on by what he was watching was driving him on the
brink of orgasm.  Clarence mumbled to him, "Give in. And cum with my cock
inside you. Then, then your soul will rightfully be mine!"

Adam moaned, and started moving his body up and down the long pole of
Clarence's cum dispenser.

"Give in Adam! Do it!" Derek yelled from a few feet away. He was fucking
one of the lesser demons, who in turn was fucking his father. "It feels
good to give in!"

He didn't have to tell Adam that. He could tell by how hot and hard his
father was.  God he wanted to see him fuck Gabe. He wanted to fuck Gabe
with his dad. He wanted to fuck EVERYTHING with his dad.

And that's when it happened. Clarence's demon cock broke through something.
Adam wasn't sure but he got totally still and didn't move. It felt like
something had just fell out of him. Like something exploded in him and was
just gone. It was only after a few moments he realized he had cum, and that
feeling. Well, that feeling was his soul being taken from him. Ruined
forever.

Clarence grabbed his cock out of him and in one deft swipe pulled Drake off
of the cross and made them both kneel before his mighty cock.

"This is what you two have always waited for," Clarence said. His powerful
body, mind, cock all suppressing any of their own judgments or
thoughts. "From this day forth, you two shall worship me, my actions, my
cock, and spread my twisted, perverted ways to all you meet. Now, bathe in
my seed, and become a part of me."

Clarence stroked his cock for a second and then began shooting volumes of
hot, sticky loads all over them, Drake and Adam sucking on his balls
together, their favorite father son activity yet.

Once drenched in his cum, Gabe and Harding descended upon them, licking up
the cum, but then spitting it into Drake's and Adam's mouths. The more seed
they got, the darker their thoughts were getting. After shooting his
massive load Clarence returned to his normal human form, well if you call a
15 hard as rock dick normal.  Completely pleased and satisfied. Now the
real fun could begin.

Drake and Adam leaned over to each other and kissed. Father and
Son. Finally together.

END CHAPTER

Holy shit guys. I hope you're all leaking like I am right now. This is only
a taste of what's about to come! Now that all the men are together some
real debauchee shit can go down! But don't think the story is
over...there's a few more twists and turns hahaha.

For now, I want to know who your current favorite character is. Who had the
hottest thing happen to them inside the church? What would you do if you
were in the church? Email me and let me know at darkbroski@gmail.com

Thanks for reading!