Date: Sat, 1 Mar 2014 11:58:28 -0800
From: Dark Broski <darkbroski@gmail.com>
Subject: The Excorjizzm of Colin Kane part 2

Hello everyone. Thank you for all the great feedback from the first part. I've mentioned before on my blog, I've actually been writing this for a long time, probably ever since before I finished Daddy The Devil and Me. That being said, I have had a lot of time to write, rewrite, add or remove different things. However, I suffer from thinking all of it is hot, and wanting to share as much perverted and twisted scenarios as possible. In my mind it would be a waste to not share all of them. However, some of these scenes just wouldn't necessarily make sense in the storyline I have narrowed down on. This has resulted in me trying to fit them into the storyline, and may seem a bit out of place. I want to apologize for that, but I think you guys will still enjoy them :)

In this section, please be aware there is still no hard incest (I'm sorry guys) but there is a lot of load spilling, and some light piss play. Just a warning if you are not into that. Please enjoy and again my email is darkbroski@gmail.com and my tumblr is darkbroski.tumblr.com.

THE EXORJIZZM OF COLIN KANE

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Chapter 3: Out on the town

The morning after their first night, Joel and Collin were parked in the
church parking lot. Service would have already started. Hopefully they
could sneak into the back and no one notice.

"Look sharp kiddo, the Lord is gonna be judging." said Joel. Joel wasn't
very religious, but since his wife died the church had been a place of
comfort for him and Colin. Colin would never admit it, but he liked going
as well.

"Ugh whatever." Replied Colin.

They entered the building, the church was a small one room building. The
door squeaked loudly open and everyone in the room turned to look. Joel's
face instantly got red.

"Ah! Our new neighbors have joined us!" The priest said smiling warmly at
them. "Please, have a seat, but do take note we start promptly at 9am every
day."

Joel just nodded sheepishly and sat down with Colin in the back pew.  There
was a man Joel sat next too, he smelled a bit like a barbeque.  The man
whispered to Joel, "Welcome mate. I'm Jack. I work at the firehouse." He
then opened his jacket and pulled out a flask and shook it toward Joel.

"No thanks," Joel whispered back. Jack then motioned it towards Colin but
Joel put his hand up.

"Suit yourself, this guy can go on for days." Jack took a swig.

The priest seemed to be a nice enough guy. Though he did call him out. He
looked over at Colin, who seemed to be preoccupied with something.

Colin was horny. Extremely horny. He couldn't stop thinking about what had
happened the night before. He jacked off this morning, to the magazine and
it felt like the two football men were actively staring at him. He could
have swore even one stroked its cock. It made him cum, the intense fear of
the night before, staring into the eyes of the football men. He didn't even
care about the cheerleader, that feeling he got, of being watched...

"Colin, you ok?" whispered Joel.

Colin could only think about the two football men fucking. He couldn't even
see the priest. In his place he just saw their big dicks swaying, them
staring at him, beckoning him.

"I gotta get some air." Colin quickly stepped up and left, everyone around
noticing.

Joel sheepishly gave a smile.

Colin stood outside, letting the sun hit him in the face. He heard someone.

"Hey, you new around here?" he looked beside the church and there was a boy
possibly his age leaning against the church smoking. He was wearing
clothing very similar to the priest. Colin walked over to him.

"Yeah, I just needed to get some air..." Colin started to explain.

"Don't worry about it. My dad can go on and on about things sometimes."
said the boy.

"Oh...he's your Dad? And he lets you smoke? Is that why you are wearing
that?"

"Nah, he doesn't know. I'm actually in training, I go to the nearby
seminary school. It's not really my thing but my Dad is pushing it
so.... You want a cigarette?" he asked Colin.

"Yeah sure, thanks." Colin grabbed the cig and lighter and lit it up. He
hadn't had a cigarette since he was living in the city.

"Whoa...looks like you needed it. Here, have another for later. My name is
Aiden by the way." said the boy.

"Thanks," said Colin. He began to put it in his jacket pocket when he felt
a rustle.

"Hmm?" he opened his jacket and out fell the Penthouse Magazine. It fell
open, right to the football players and cheerleader. Their eyes as piercing
as their hard cocks. Colin was stunned. He didn't bring that...he wouldn't
dare...how...

"Whoa!" Aiden kneeled down. "Holy shit dude. I've never seen one of these
before." Aiden touched the cheerleader. "She's so fucking hot."

"Uh...I swear I didn't mean to..." started Colin.

"Dude, no. This is awesome. My dad won't even let me watch movies over a PG
rating." He didn't seem the least bit alarmed by the gigantic veiny cocks
impaling the slutty cheerleader.  "Look at that fucking slut."

Colin was shocked to hear the Priest's son talk with such vulgarity. Though
he thought it was kinda cool. Way better than him preaching. Aiden took off
his robe, revealing a white tshirt and jeans. The cloak must have been hot
cause Colin could see some pit stains on his white shirt. Aiden was rubbing
his crotch area of his jeans.  Almost as if unspokenly, the boys knew what
they had to do. Colin felt his boxers begin to get wet.

"This is too hot...I can't..." Aiden let out a moan as he released his
prick. Kneeling over the magazine he started stroking. Colin hesitantly
also took his cock out. This older boy sure was bold. Doing this right
outside in the day light.

Inside Joel began sweating for apparently no reason. Was he worried about
where his son went? No. He wouldn't go far. He suddenly got the biggest
urge to piss. "Shit, I mustn?t have gone before we left. He turned to Jack,
"Hey....do you know where the bathroom is?"

"Sure do. There isn't one in the church but there is one across the way,
it's a public restroom." The two men stood up quietly and left the
sermon. As they made their way down the hall he asked Jack, "So what do you
guys do around here for fun?"

"Oh, there's a bar nearby that everyone goes to after work, a movie
theater...and if you are in the mood a strip club a little bit further out
of town." said Jack.

"Ha, haven't been to one of those in years." said Joel.

"It's pretty cool, they have a bondage night that's pretty popular." said
Jack. Now that did sound a little interesting to Joel. "If you want, we can
go sometime. I think its this upcoming Thursday. Your boy wanna go?"

"Hahaha, he'd probably jizz himself in the first two seconds." said Joel.
They stepped out the back of the church not knowing right around the corner
of the building his son was in the throws of jacking off.

Outside both of the boys were stroking their grown dicks. Both panting,
feeling the breeze hit their balls. Anyone who walked by could see them,
but neither were focused on that. Just focusing their attention on what was
most important to them. Stroking cock. Beating meat. Pleasuring their fuck
tools.

Colin once again couldn't take his eyes off the football players'
eyes. They seemed to be following him. He flashed back to the night before,
where the cock was almost in his mouth. "Uuuuhhh" he moaned.

Aiden was staring down intently at the porn mag. Never seeing one before,
he knew he was gonna cum soon. His whole life a lie, he knew he was a
pervert since he hit puberty, but his dad tried to repress it by sending
him to the seminary. But God did him a favor and sent him his new friend
Colin, and his porn mag. "Dude I'm gonna shoot!" He shook his head up, his
dark brown hair moving from his face, his eyes staring directly at Colin.

Those eyes, they were the same hypnotizing, piercing eyes as the football
player's. "Shit, me too!" Colin said, the two boys began spewing their cum
all over the magazine in front of them. Aiden shot a much larger load, and
it shot so far it got on Colin's jeans. They panted as they began to come
down off their high.

"S...sorry about that." Huffed Aiden.

"It's ok. No one will notice." Colin said. He was surprised that he didn't
mind. He actually was kind of proud of it.

Aiden got dressed and said, "Same time next week man?" His silver cross
necklace glistening in the sun.

"Yeah..uh...sure!" said Colin. He stood up and put the magazine back in his
jacket.

Joel and Jack got to the bathroom just then.

"I gotta take a piss too," said Jack following him in. The bathroom was a
large square, troughs along the walls and a couple stalls in one of the
corners. A bench was in the middle. Adjusting his tie at the sink was none
other than Clarence. "Oh hey Clarence!" said Joel, "This is Jack."

"I hope you're not running late to the service...I don't think that priest
guy takes too fondly of people showing up late," said Joel.

"I'm sure he'd prefer it I don't show up at all." smirked Clarence, then
quickly so there couldn't be a response, "I was actually...just using
that.." he pointed over to the stall, specifically a hole in it waist high.

"No shit," Jack smirked too. Joel laughed.

"It was really hot guys. That wet mouth." Clarence started.

"Where'd she go?" asked Jack. "I could have used some of that wet hole."
he laughed.

"Still in there." Clarence said matter of factly. The guys got quiet. "Go
on, Jack. Try it out." Clarence coerced Jack.

"Heh..." Jack suddenly was a bit more hesitant than he was just moments
before.

Clarence took a step closer to Jack and whispered, "Come on Jack, try that
warm....wet...hole...."

Joel watched as Jack moved towards the stall. Jack paused and made eye
contact with Joel. The air was heavy with tension. Joel was getting a
little turned on. He still had to piss though...

Jack pulled out his cock, it not yet fully erect, the blood just starting
to flow through it. It curving downward. He then pushed his cock head
through, immediately Joel could see the loose skin of his cock get
suctioned up. Soon, Jack's cock was hard, the sounds of slurping echoing in
the bathroom. "Fuck this mouth! It's like a vacuum....aaaawwww yeah....suck
that fucking dick." He began thrusting his cock in and out of the
hole. Joel noticed he couldn't see any feet or anything coming from
underneath the stall. Was it a girl? A guy?

"Joel..." Clarence's voice grabbed his attention. He glanced his eyes over
to the gloryhole. "You're up."

Joel didn't know why he stepped over to the glory hole. This wasn't like
him. His head was feeling a little fuzzy, unable to really grasp what was
happening. The only thing he knew for sure was that his cock was hard. Jack
was thrusting his hips like it was some loose pussy on the other side. He
had taken off his shirt as he had worked up a sweat. The fireman had a
great muscled body. Even some tattoos.

Joel took out his dick and put his hand on Jack's shoulder. Showing their
comradery in the pleasure this hole would be giving to both of
them. Clarence was rubbing himself behind them.

"Go ahead, Joel." Clarence's face was glowing. As the word "Joel" left his
mouth he opened his mouth and gave a little bit of a snarl, his tongue
pressing against the back of his bottom teeth. He was gripping his cock
tight, it out through the fly of his dress pants. "Fuck that mouth Joel."

Jack took his dick out of the hole. It was covered in thick, gooey spit. A
big gob of spit SPLAT onto the ground. "All yours mate." He moved back
beside Clarence.

Joel stood in front of the hole. His dick head right at the entrance. He
could feel the hot breath coming from it. He took a deep breath and slowly
started invading the mouth on the other end. As more of his cock
disappeared into the hole, the more his hesitation began to
dissipate. "Fuck..." Joel muttered under his breath.

"What was that Joel?" asked Clarence.

"I said, FUCK!" the sensation on his dick suddenly became so intense Joel
wasn't ready for it. The swirling tongue, the gooey, wonderful hot feeling
on his rod. Whoever was behind that wall, wanted his cum.

"Fuck it Joel." said Clarence. "Fuck that mouth."

Joel, listening to Clarence, began moving his hips back and forth, slow at
first. The sensation so intense he felt weak in the knees. He began
unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his chest and stomach.  "Do you like that
Joel?" asked Clarence.

"Fuck yeah. Oh fuck yeah." is all Joel could say. He could hear the two men
behind him stroking their dicks.

"I think I gotta piss..." said Joel after a minute. He could feel his
bladder wanting to explode on him.

"You don't want it to stop do you Joel?" asked Clarence softly.

"No. No I don't." said Joel.

"Then just piss. Just let it go." whispered Clarence.

Joel didn't want to. He didn't want to piss in someone's mouth. Or did he?
He started contemplating the idea. He then began to hear the sound of
running water. He looked, and there was Clarence, his dick sitting straight
up, him slightly leaning back, as piss sprayed all over his suit. His white
button up getting soaked, forcing it to cling to his muscles. His tie he
was just fixing getting ruined.

Jack and Joel stared at him, he stared back. His mouth an open smile. The
stream thick and powerful, hitting Clarence all the way up to the neck.

"Just try it Joel..." Jack said, as he began to do the same. His muscled
chest glistening with the piss now coming from him as well.

The sucking from the other side of the wall intensified. Surely whoever was
over there could hear them. Know what was going on...and wanted it to
happen.

Joel stopped caring. He needed to piss, but he needed the mouth more. He
let himself go, feeling that great feeling as he stopped holding back his
urine. The tongue began to flail wildly as it tasted Joel's piss. Whoever
it was, was gulping it down, not a single drop could be heard hitting the
ground.

"Yeah....let it goooooo." Moaned Clarence, stroking his pissing cock.

"I love it." huffed Joel. "I love pissing in this whore's mouth."

Jack was jacking his cock so hard his piss was getting all over the
place. It even hit him in the face.

"Awww yeaaaahhhh." said Jack. Learning this new fetish of his. Liking the
feeling of the warm sticky piss covering him.

His body looked so good, hell, so did Clarence's. Their clothes getting
damp.

Joel wanted to join in his new friends. He slowly took his dick out, his
piss spraying all over the stall wall. He then leaned back and moved his
dick so it was sticking straight upward, the piss shooting far up, curving
back down onto his chest, his furry chest. He liked the way it made his
chest hair wet. God he was pissing a long time. They all were. Normally it
took him only 30 seconds, but at this point it had been almost two
minutes. The men all stared at each other. Clarence still smirking, Jack
shaking almost uncontrollably. Finally they started pushing out the final
squirts of piss onto themselves. Jack finished first, and promptly stuck
his dick back into the hole to get it cleaned off.

He pushed his dick as hard as he could into it, his balls, wet and sticky,
clinging to the side of the wall. If only the hole was bigger and he could
get his balls in that mouth too.

"Look at that Joel. Jack looks so hot, aching for more pleasure..."
Clarence said. Joel agreed. Jack had his wet chest and face pressed against
the wall, needing to be serviced. His cock driving him to try to get as
deep as possible in that mouth.

"Fuck...I'm gonna blow mates!" Jack began twitching. He could feel his load
about to leave his body.

"Feed that slut your man juice." said Clarence. Himself close to cumming as
well. "You guys sure are some horny fucks."

Joel stood there just clutching his meat stick. The slurping noise getting
louder and louder, to the point of it being defining. Joel wanted it.

Just as Jack began cumming, Joel grabbed him and threw him to the floor,
Jack's cum flying as it shot out, hitting Joel and spraying all over
himself. He lied on the floor twitching, in pure ecstasy as Joel began
slamming his cock balls deep into the hole.

"Yes, yes!" laughed Clarence. "Fight for it, CUM FOR IT!" Joel could feel
his orgasm about to leave the tip of his dick, his legs beginning to give
out....

"And that concludes today's sermon." Joel snapped to. He was sitting in the
pew, next to Jack.

"Holy..." he said to himself. He looked down and saw a big wet spot. He had
cum his pants. Right there in the church. He must have fallen asleep...but
it seemed so...so real.

Colin was back, sitting next to him, looking bored and a little
uncomfortable.

"You ok mate? You seemed to doze off there." said Jack.

Joel shook it off, and not wanting to stand until everyone left, began
making light conversation with Jack. Jack was actually quite a funny
character. Young and a bit obnoxious, but definitely entertaining.

"Ah, I see you have become acquainted with my drunk friend here." The
priest came up to them. "Hello, I'm David. The priest of this church."

"I'm Joel, this is Colin." They shook hands.

"How are you...fitting in to that house?" the priest asked, almost
suspiciously.

"Great! It needs some work, it appears no one has lived there for a long
time." said Joel.

"25 years to be exact." The priest said. "You could say, that was my
childhood home."

"Really!?" Joel chuckled, he wondered if this man of God knew about all the
sin that took place in his own house.

"I was 14 when I left there. Haven't been back since." David said.

"Well, if you ever wanna relive your childhood you're more than welcome to
come by!" Joel extended the invitation.

"Nah, I'm ok. Thank you though. Well, it was great meeting you and I hope
to see you at more of our sermons." David nodded his head. "If you excuse
me I gotta find my son."

"He's a bit odd." said Joel to Jack.

"Blimey! You're the blokes who moved into that old house? I've been wanting
to go inside there since I was little but I never had the guts to break
in!"

"Well, don't break in now. We live there, you can come and check it
out. The architecture is really astounding," said Joel.

"Even with all the fire damage?" asked Jack.

"You know about that?" Joel more stated than asked.

"It's a legend, and not just with the fire department. The whole town!"
Jack was getting pretty excitable.

"So then, do you know what the house use to be?"

"What do you mean? Some old crow lived there or something."

Joel took a deep breath, "Forgive me for saying this in a church Lord....it
was a whore house."

"No shit!?" exclaimed Jack a little too loudly. "Now I REALLY gotta see
this place! You and me are about to be best mates!" Jack shakes the flask
at Joel. Joel takes a swig and smiles.

"Once we get it more fixed up I'll have to have you out. The lake looks
great at sundown." said Joel.

"Are you trying to date me or something? Just have some beer and I'm
there!" Jack smiled, excited to make a new friend.

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Chapter 4: An Open Invitation

Back at home, Joel threw the electric cord down the stairs. First things
first, he wanted to see what was down there, he was guessing the furnace
and electric box so he needed to locate them sooner rather than later. He
brought down a hook lamp and hung it from the ceiling near the stairs.

"Ok Colin, plug it in!" He yelled up. Colin connected the plugs and the
light came on.

The first thing Joel noticed was this big telephone like booth in the
middle of the room. It was glass the top half, so you could see in, but the
bottom half was wood. There were circular holes all around it. It was a
glory hole box. Joel gulped. He started getting the same feeling he had
gotten the day before, when he was finding out about the history of the
house. He started approaching the box. His mind racing with what
perversions took place right in that spot.

"What's down there Dad?" asked Colin from upstairs.

"Uh, you better stay up there til I look around son." Joel casually
stated. He was hard. Excited about there being such a thing. The amounts of
loads have been spilled there. The thirsty sluts drinking them down.

"Can't believe how into this I am." Joel's mind had become much more
perverted since yesterday. It was like a floodgate opened when he came with
Clarence the day before. He even had woken up this morning to discover he
had a wet dream. He hadn't had one of those since he was a boy. And then
those visions at the church...

He peered into the glass, he couldn't see very well inside. His dick
pressing against one of the holes.


"Joooooeeeelll..." a whisper seemed to hit his ear.

He looked behind him real quick, to make sure his son wasn't standing at
the head of the stairs. He unzipped his pants. Just wanted to see what it
was like. How it would have been like at one of those parties. He stuck in
the head of his cock, it could barely fit through the hole, his head so
engorged. Once it passed through, he forced his dick to go all the way into
the base. The ring of the hole had a rubber ring on it as to protect men's
valuable meat sticks from any jagged edges and it was so tight it fight
snugly right around his thick rod. Almost as if it was made just to fit his
cock.

He began thrusting, slow thrusts imagining what it would be like to have
whore's hot mouth on the other end. Flashes of the day dream he had earlier
vividly dancing in his head.

"Jooooeeeelll..." a whisper echoed again against him. He glanced over and
through the glass he could make out about 8 holes total. How fun, it would
be. Invite some buddies over. Put some stupid cum slut in there, watching
all your buddies blow loads.  Heck, he'd probably even let Colin have a
go. He had been looking for more bonding things for them to do together,
and Colin was quite a horny kid. Much like he was at that age. He started
thinking about him and his son, standing next to each other, getting blown
off together. He started thrusting faster against the tight ring. He had
never thought about what his son's dick looked like but he bet it was like
his. What a lucky slut that would be on the other side of the wall. Getting
two great dicks from the Kane men.

He was lost in his thoughts, not paying attention to anything around
him. He had his hand pressed up against the glass, his chest, trying to get
as far into that hole as possible. Thrusting so hard and fast his belt
buckle was banging over and over against the wall. He was gonna cum, there
was no denying it. His body was on auto-pilot and it was driving him to
shoot.

He let out a moan and opened his eyes and looked directly across from
him. He could feel the load leaving his balls, traveling up his dick. And
that's when he saw it. He saw some figure, it looked like a man in a suit,
covered in shadow, but a definite glint coming from the eyes. Standing
across from him, looking like he was thrusting too.

"Ah, UUUUAAAAAA!" As they made eye contact Joel cummed, his hips still on
automatic thrusting.

"Fuck! Fuck!" He whispered. He stopped for a moment and regained his
senses, he looked back. The figure was gone. He put his dick back in his
pants and buckled his belt.

"Hello? Anyone down here?" he moved the light further back. No one was
there. He shone the light into the box, and saw his load spilled all over
the mat on the floor. He must have shot far cause it looked like the load
spilt all the way to the hole directly across from him. There was a lot of
it too. He didn't realize he shot that much.

He turned back to the wall behind him, mouth agape. Whips, chains, hand
cuffs, gags, collars, things he had no idea what. He heard Colin coming
down the stairs "Colin stay up there I don't know if its..."

"Whoaaa!" Too late. Colin was walking up to wall. "What is all this stuff?"
He picked up what looked like a leather choker with handles on it. "Did
they have a lot of dogs or something?"

"Don't touch that stuff son. We can talk about it later...hmm...I thought I
saw someone down here..." Joel said to himself.

"What's that? You saw someone?" Asked Colin, not that surprised.

"You don't sound concerned." Said Joel.

"Why would I? It's an old house. I bet there's some spooooky spirits or
something around haha!" Colin tossed the collar back down on the shelf. And
left back up the stairs. Joel followed. As he reached the base of the
stairs he paused. The hair on the back of his neck stood straight up. He
slowly turned around, nothing. Only the tools of debauchery met his
gaze. He turned off the light, and went upstairs.

That night Joel was in the bathroom taking a shower. He wondered what
perversions had taken place in it. "Maybe I should call that Clarence
guy. Go room to room and know exactly what happened." He thought to
himself. He was also considering telling Colin. Maybe not about all the sex
stuff but at least the fire. As the hot water hit his chest, the smell of
piss seemed to steam off of it. Joel didn't notice.

He was washing out his hair when he heard the bathroom door open. Through
the foggy shower screen, he could make out a figure, about the size of
Colin. "Colin? Can't you go downstairs? Are you really that lazy?" He
returned to getting the soap out of his hair. He just got a chuckle as a
response.

"You better not be up to anything. I'll whip you with a towel so fast
mister!" Joel was smiling. His son and him use to play pranks on each other
all the time, not since the death of his wife though. Maybe this place was
really bringing them closer together.

"Hey sport. I just wanted to let you know I really appreciate you working
with me on the house. I think we are gonna really get it to be something
special. You're growing into a real man."

No response.

Joel continued, "So I think I should let you know, there was a fire here
once. Killed a bunch of people."

He waited for a response but didn't get one. He could make out Colin
kneeling down by the sink. He seemed to be doing something under it.

"The original owner also was killed in the fire. This place seems to have a
real interesting history. So, if you find anything...strange let me know."

Colin still wasn't responding.

"Colin? You listening to me?" He pulls the shower curtain back to look at
his son.

Nothing there. But there was something on the ground. Looked like a
videotape.

Joel gets out of the shower and wraps a towel around him. He goes and picks
it up. The label on it is marked "September 1942".

Colin was in his room looking at the magazine he had hid under the
rug. Some reason he couldn't stop looking at the football players. He
couldn't remember from before, but now there were three of them. There were
only two before right? His head would get fuzzy if he thought about it too
hard. Their huge veiny cocks dripping with cum. The more Colin tried to
look at the cheerleader the more he would be drawn to looking into the eyes
of the football players. Their rigid faces, sly smiles. Extremely hot bods.
"I must have muscle envy or something..." Colin decided he was going to
start working out more, bulk up.

*knock knock knock*

Joel knocks on Colin's door. Colin quickly hides the magazine under his
pillow.

"Yeah?" Colin calls out.

Joel comes in, only in a towel, holding a videotape. Colin noticed how
similar his Dad's body was to the football players. And he couldn't help
but look at the bulge coming from underneath his towel. "I bet my dad tears
up that pussy when he fucks." The thought flashed into Colin's mind and was
as quickly gone.

"Why did you put this in the bathroom?" asked Joel.

"What?" Colin said.

"Come on Colin, no jokes. What is this?" Joel sternly looked at his son.

"Dad. I swear. I've been in here the whole time. I didn't even know we had
any videotapes."

Joel could tell Colin was telling the truth. "Hmm...well what were you
doing in here?" Joel sits down on the bed next to his son. The shift in
weight on the bed causes the pillow to move and the porn magazine falls to
the floor. Colin quickly bends over to pick it up but its too late. Joel
has seen it.

"Whoa whoa whoa. Give me that!" Joel snatches it out of Colin's
hands. "Where did you get something like this?"

Colin doesn't make eye contact. "I uh...I found it."

"Where?"

Colin looked up at the brick where he had found it. But he knew his Dad
wouldn't believe him. With the brick seeming to be stuck in there.

"It was, uh. Under the rug." Not entirely a lie, Colin thought to himself.

"Anything else under there I should know about?"

"Nope. Nothing. I mean I haven't looked but I doubt it."

"Hmm..." Joel started flipping through the magazine. Just the usual, spread
pussies, tits. Big dicks in every hole. He then gets to a set of pictures
that he stops on. It's a guy in leather assless chaps, tied up on a cross,
getting his cock sucked by a woman in latex. The expression on the man's
face is pure ecstasy. Joel's cock twitches for a second. He goes to the
next pic. Another man is doggystyle fucking the slut as she continues
sucking the first one's cock. It looked extremely rough, nasty, hot. He
noticed the tell-tale signs of some cum stains on the page. He chuckled,
"Is this cause of you?" He holds up the pages and shows Colin the cum
stain. Colin sees it, right on the cheerleaders face where he had planted
it the night before.

"I have things for cheerleaders..." Colin looked down.

"Cheerleader?" Joel looked back at the page. There was no cheerleader. A
bondage threesome. Maybe it was slang for a whore or something. Kids these
days.

"Look son. I don't blame you. I get it." Joel hands the magazine back to
his boy. "Just find a better hiding spot."

"Ha. I will." Colin is more relaxed now. Not quite as embarrassed.

"Still doesn't explain how this tape got into the bathroom though..." Joel
looks at it.

"Wanna watch it?" Colin said, glad to change the topic.

"Sure. I'm gonna go put on some shorts, why don't you go make us popcorn or
something. Who knows, it might be a scary movie or something!" Joel tussled
Colin's hair and left the room.

Colin sighed. He lifted up his mattress and stuck the magazine underneath
it.

The guys were downstairs, there wasn't a lot of space, but they had set up
a tv set in the corner of the room. It was a bit weird cause you could see
yourself in the mirror watching tv, but it was ok for now. Colin kinda
hoped his Dad would take it down. It kinda made him feel nervous always
being able to look into the dark stairwell behind them. He was lounging on
one end of the couch, only wearing his red boxer briefs munching on popcorn
when Joel came in. Joel was only wearing black boxer briefs, it clinged to
his package perfectly. His legs being hugged by them, his leg muscles
rubbing against the fabric as he walked over to the tv with the tape. He
bent down, the boxers hugging his perfect ass. He turned his head and
looked at Colin. "Ready for our first official movie night?"

"Yeah yeah, down in front." Colin snarked as he tried catching a piece of
popcorn in his mouth that he threw up in the air.

Joel put in the movie and pressed play, then sat down on the couch, a
little bit away from Colin but close enough to grab the popcorn between
them.

The image was static at first, then a blue screen. Then, a black and white
image. The outside of the house.

Joel for some reason began to feel uneasy. He grabbed another handful of
popcorn.

The camera began to walk up the path. Getting closer and closer to the
house. Until the camera was right outside the door. Holding. Just watching
the door. Colin and Joel were completely silent. Joel looked over to the
left of him towards the front door. The shot seemed to go on forever.

"Dad..." Colin looked to his father. "...I'm creeped out..."

Joel tried to reassure him, "It's ok son. This tape was dated decades
ago. Its just an old home video probably." He wasn't sure if he was trying
to reassure his son, or himself. He kept glancing at the front door in the
reflection of the mirror. Suddenly the screen changed and it was
inside. Joel and Colin both let out a sigh, noticed that so did the other
one and both laughed.

The tape continued. It was a party. There was what looked to be almost 100
people scattered about the house. All the men dressed up in 1920s suits,
they're hair combed over, the women dressed up like flappers.

"Cool! I knew this house would be great for an awesome party!" Said Colin.

The people in the video were all wearing masks. As the camera passed each
person they would nod their heads, raise their glass or flash a quick
smile. Almost as if greeting Colin and Joel into their little party.

What Clarence told Joel started to ring in Joel's head, "This was a house
built for orgies..." Joel was prepared at any moment to jump up if need be
and turn off the tape, but it seemed innocent so far.

"Hey! The big mirror is already in there! I thought that realtor guy said
it was fairly new!?" Colin pointed out.

"Oh...hmm...interesting."  Joel muttered. Interested as to where this video
was headed. Not wanting to spill the beans to his son. If he did he'd never
hear the end of it.

After the camera walks around the whole first floor it turns its attention
to the top of the stairs. There's a man with a blank white mask over the
top half of his face. Almost Phantom of the Opera -esque.

"Welcome!" The man stated. "I am William Trevor."

"That's the owner Clarence was talking about." Thought Joel.

The man on the screen continued, "I welcome you to my estate. And hope you
find the accommodations acceptable." He was speaking directly into the
camera. "While you are guests here, I ask you abide by the rules. Number
1. You must stay open to everything. No one may say no to anything asked of
them. 2. If you need anything, please come to me with it first before going
to my staff. 3." The camera zoomed in closer. "You must listen to your
cock..." He grinned. The grin somehow looked familiar to Joel. The camera
froze for a bit on the staring, smiling face. Though it was covered, you
could tell it was a very attractive man. After he said the last rule,
Joel's cock twitched. He lifted his leg and rested it on his other
one. Hoping to hide the chub brewing.

"Did he just say what I think he said!?" exclaimed Colin.

The screen changed again. Back to the front door. Joel just nodded his head
to his son's remark. Then the screen changed again. This time it was in the
upstairs hallway, walking from Colin's room towards the bathroom. You could
hear the shower running.

"This is almost like Psycho," murmured Joel.

"More like psychotic. What the hell are we watching?" Colin responded.

The camera was in front of the bathroom door. After a moment whoever was
holding it opened the door and walked in. You could make out someone was in
the shower.

"I hope its a total babe in there!" Colin exclaimed.

Joel began to get a sickening feeling in his stomach. The camera was just
focused on the shadow of the person in the shower. Then they heard it.

" Colin? Can't you go downstairs? Are you really that lazy?" Joel
froze. That was exactly what he said an hour before.

"Dad...?" Colin looked concerned over at Joel. His eyes big. "Did...you
have someone over...?"

Joel was completely at a loss. Someone must have been in the house. The
tape continued, "Hey sport. I just wanted to let you know I really
appreciate you working with me on the house. I think we are gonna really
get it to be something special. You're growing into a real man... So I
think I should let you know, there was a fire here once. Killed a bunch of
people."

The shot changed to an outside shot of the house burning, people running
out of it.

Joel jumped up and pressed pause. "Colin. Sit here. I'm going to check out
the doors and windows. "

"No way. Someone might be in here! I'm coming with you!" Colin looked a
little frightened. A face Joel hadn't seen him make since he was little. He
put his arm around his shoulder. "It's ok. Let's just take a look."

They went from room to room. Checking each window, every door. Every
lock. Everything seemed to be in order. They even went downstairs to check
and make sure no one was hiding down there.

While they were wondering the house, the lights in the study began to
flicker. Suddenly, a dark figure seemed to emerge out of the shadows. The
only thing the boys would have been able to make out is the huge cock it
was holding in its hand. Stroking, right over the popcorn.

They made their way back to the study. When they turned the corner nothing
seemed to be amiss. The tape however, was now paused on the front door.

"Didn't you pause this on the fire?" Colin asked.

Joel looked sternly at his son. "Ok. Ok Colin you win. You freaked me
out. Way to find this old tape and everything. So elaborate. Where did you
get a camcorder anyway?"

"Dad! I swear! I didn't do it! You came into my room right after your
shower. Did you see anything like that in my room?"

"Yeah...hmmm." Joel started to rewind the tape. After a few moments it was
back at where William Trevor was stating the rules and pressed play. It
then went straight to the door, but never changed scene. "What... the..."
the whole segment of the shower was missing. Had he just imagined it? Maybe
he dozed off?

He looked over at Colin, who had the same confused look on his face.

"Maybe...maybe we should stop watching for tonight. Watch it tomorrow."
Joel said turning to look at Colin. Colin was wide-eyed. He pointed at the
tv, unable to speak.

On the doorstep a hand was reaching out from behind the camera. Getting
ready to knock. They both held their breath. They're fears were realized
when the knocking on the tape, coincided with a *KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* on
their own front door.

Joel turned to Colin and put his finger up to his lips in a "hush"
movement. He quietly tiptoed over to the fireplace and grabbed a fire
poker. He then went to the front door, still wearing only his boxer
briefs. "Hello?" He called out. "Who's there?"

No response.

"State your business here!"

Still nothing. He glances back at the study and makes eye contact with his
son through the mirror. He nods to him. He opens the door and...

nothing. He sticks his head out and looks around. He then steps out onto
the porch.

"Dad! I can see you! I can see you on the porch!" Colin calls out.

Joel looks out in the direction of where the camera should be coming
from. He reaches his hand out. Nothing. He feels a cool chill go through
his body.

"Dad! The camera changed! You're not there anymore it looks like its back
to the party....and...whoa!"

Joel comes back into the house and locks and bolts the door. What the hell
was going on. As he's walking back into the study he can see his son
adjusting his cock in his briefs. He turns the corner and sees why.

An all out orgy is taking place on the screen. The men still in their
suits, masks on, cocks out. The women completely nude, filling their
mouths, pussies, ass with the throbbing members. The video was extremely
crystal clear for it being so old. Joel was so shocked he just stood there
for a moment.

"Whoa. Those are some nice tits." Colin said.

"Yeah...sure are..." Joel said almost in a trance. He then shook his head
and snapped out of it. "I don't think you should be watching this."

"Oh come on." Pleaded Colin. "After whatever creepiness just happened this
might actually help me take my mind off things."

Joel had to admit. Colin was right. That was just really creepy. Maybe some
easy no need to think smut is what they need to feel better. He sat back
down and grabbed a handful of popcorn. "Crap. The butter is starting to
make it soggy." Thought Joel. He looked over and saw his son eat a handful
of popcorn as well.

The scene had 5 guys and two girls in it. Each of the girls were getting
double penetrated roughly. The guys choking them. Their cocks looking like
two strong serpents gliding against each other. In the middle was one guy
standing, getting his dick sucked by both of the sluts. The guy in the
middle seemed to be the host, William Trevor. He had the same mask at
least. He also seemed to be staring straight into the camera. Joel began to
lightly touch himself through his shorts. His cock stiffening. He looked
over and could see his boy doing the same.

"You ever be in something like that Dad?" asked Colin, almost hypnotically.

"No." Calmly responded Joel.

"Do you think you'd like to?"

"Yes. I mean just look at those total whores." Joel couldn't believe what
just came out of his mouth. He may have not always been the best role model
but he tried to show Colin to treat women with respect. He grabbed some
more popcorn. His cock was starting to press against his briefs. If he knew
his son at all, his was doing the same thing.

"I wonder if they could take another cock...would anyone here like to try?"
The masked host asked out, seeming to no one in particular.

"I would take the one on the right..." said Colin. "Look at those tits
Dad."

Joel agreed. The way they were moving, heck the whole way the group was
moving was enticing. He found himself slowly stroking his cock. He knew he
should be worried about his son seeing, but for some reason, he just didn't
care at this moment.

"It's ok. You can give into your desire. Your pleasure..." William Trevor
grinned. Joel wondered who he was talking to. He reached his hand into his
briefs. Feeling the warm flesh, feeling so good against his hand.

"That's it. You're doing great." The voice was intoxicating to Joel and
Colin.

In the same moment, both slowly took out their cocks, and started
stroking. Watching the debauchery in front of them unfold.

Colin looked over at his dad's cock. So big, thick. Wet. It put the guys in
the video to shame. Colin wondered if his would get as big. Not that he was
small, but his dad definitely beat him by a couple inches, and the
girth. Wow.

Joel looked over and saw his son staring at his rod.

Joel slapped it against his abdomen. The heavy "THUMP" it was making was
turning them both on. They stared into each other's eyes. Both began
stroking faster now. They slowly turned their gaze back to tv.

The host was deep throating into one of the girl's throats when he looked
up at the camera. "You see? Being full of lust is great. And, let me tell
you, giving into your darkest desires is just the beginning..." He takes
out his cock of the girl's throat. He then grabs the man's head that is
fucking her from above by the hair. The man looks up at him while still
fucking the girls ass. The host spits into his mouth, a long, wet string of
spit. Joel and Colin have their hands moving in sync with the thrusting on
the screen at this point.

"Dad is he gonna..." Colin started gasping out.

"I don't know son," Joel was breathing heavy, totally in the moment. Unable
to stop stroking, unable to look away.

Then the host thrust his cock balls deep into the man's willing
mouth. Throwing his head back, unleashing a moan of pure pleasure.

"Dad I'm gonna cum!" gasped Colin.

"Just shoot it son, just shoot it!" Joel called out. They both started
spasming as their cocks shoot out load after hot steamy load onto their
chests. Colin shot so hard it got in his hair.

The tv faded to black, and then only static showed.  Joel and Colin looked
at each other. Out of breath.

"Why don't you...*huff* ...why don't you go get into bed?" Joel said as he
gulped. The strong sensation of pleasure still flowing through his
body. Colin slowly stood up and went upstairs. Joel watched in the
reflection his son disappear up the stairs. And then he closed his eyes.

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