Date: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 10:42:55 -0700
From: Dark Broski <darkbroski@gmail.com>
Subject: The Exorjizzm of Colin Kane Part 6

Chapter 13: The Shed

Joel awoke his vision blurred. He could feel his arms behind suspended
above him. Him kneeling. His shirt off. His head swaying back and forth,
back and forth. Two dark figures, blurry were walking around in front of
him. His ears began working.

"He won't submit. He acts out what I want but his heart and soul is being
kept by another. I NEED HIS SOUL," a voice rang out.

"Yes master, but please, in the mean time...let me give you mine..." said
another.

Joel's eyes began to focus, he was in a candle lit room. A shed, the
toolshed behind the house. He looked down and saw he was kneeling in the
middle of a pentagram. He was wearing his jeans from before, but his dick
was out. His head hurt, his wrists hurt. His knees. His chest was heaving,
breathing deep. The sting of sulfur was entering his nostrils.

The two figures began moving, in a rolling motion in front of him it
seemed. As his eyes focused he made out a man in a suit standing, thrusting
forward. "Clarence...." Joel gasped out.

"Well look who is awake...to join in the fun," sneered Clarence.

"Oh...yeah!" moaned out the man bent over in front of him.

Joel looked down, to see his brother Mike, willingly getting fucked by
Clarence, staring at him.

"Mike! What are you doing? What the fuck!?" exclaimed Joel.

"Doing what we all need to do brother...giving into our... LUST!" Mike
snarled out the last word, spit was dripping from the corner of his
mouth. Joel's cock began to rise.

"Looks like your brother wants to play..." Clarence said. He pulled Mike by
the hair and forced his head around and let out and nice long string of
spit into Mike's mouth, his tongue wagging feverishly.

"Want to suck your brother's cock Mike?" Clarence asked.

"Uh-huh!" Mike panted. He was sweating profusely.  The hair on his back
glistening. Without taking his cock out of him, Clarence began power
thrusting into Mike's greedy hole. Forcing him with each thrust to inch
closer towards Joel.

"Mike, Mike! Look at what you are doing! Stop this!" Joel was
terrified. Sure he had some perverted thoughts lately but nothing like
this. "What about the boys!?"

"Oh fuck them!" Mike snarled, "They've been getting to play this whole
time. But now...it's our turn brother!" Mike's eyes began to roll in the
back of his head. He was just inches from Joel's trembling cock. His tongue
was sticking out. Joel tried moving his hips away but a force was holding
him there.

"Oh shit...Mike. Don't put my dick in my mouth. It's not right. I don't
want this."

"Oh....you'll want this Joel." said Clarence, "I want you to see how it
feels, how it feels to have a man you care about suck your dick, and then,
once his soul is gone, how much more...pleasurable it can be..."

"Who...who are you?" Joel gasped out, fearing for him, his brother, his
son.

"I am, HIM!" Clarence bellowed, and with a final thrust Mike was on Joel's
cock. Being bent over on his hands and knees, his mouth servicing his
brother. His ass servicing Clarence.

Joel threw his head back, "NO!" but he couldn't deny it. His cock liked the
feeling, his brother was spitting on his dick, making it hit him in his
face. The gooey spit from his mouth getting caught in his beard.

"Hahahaha!" Clarence laughed, "There is no resisting me Joel. You're soul
is strong, but with each load you let out, the weaker you get. The STRONGER
the demon inside you wants to join in.

Mike said something but it was muffled by Joel's cock stretching his
jaw. He loved having his brother's cock in his mouth. His brother was
always looking out for others, trying to do what's best for everyone. Now
he was gonna give him pleasure he deserved. Pleasure they both deserved.

"Look at your brother Joel. He's turned into quite the little faggot hasn't
he?" Clarence cooed.

On the word "faggot" both brothers let out a moan.

Joel looked down at his brother. Mike was staring up at him. His big puppy
dog eyes. His older brother, servicing him. It was hot. He couldn't deny
that.

"That's it Joel. Look at him. Look at your older brother. You love him
don't you? Don't you want to make him happy? I am and he's not even my
relative...well not yet anyway," said Clarence.

Mike began to move up Joel's body, becoming eye level with him. Them
staring at each other, their faces just spaces apart. Joel's head began
getting fuzzy. A heat inside his body, making his face get
closer. Closer. Closer....

The kiss started off slow. Almost timid. Like they didn't know how to do
it. Then more passionate, easier. Wetter.

"That's it................that's it..." whispered Clarence calmly, "That's
it............that's it............"

Joel felt so good. He wished his hand was free so he could stroke his
cock. The fire inside him getting stronger. Clarence's words repeating
softly was like a hypnotism. Joel felt safe. He felt good. He felt right.

"That's it............that's it........." Clarence continued. Calm. The
entire place was quiet, Clarence slowly fucking Mike as to not disrupt the
brother's slowly kissing each other.

"That's it...that's it...kiss...that's it..." the voice was almost in Mike
and Joel's head. They could almost feel each other's heartbeats synching as
one as they kissed. Or maybe it was the throbbing of Clarence's dick they
both felt. But they never felt so peaceful. So passionate. So in
love. Clarence started picking up his pace, as he got faster the kissing
began to get more wild. It wasn't long until Mike was moaning his heavy
breath into Joel. His lust reaching an all time high.

"Now, Mike...it's time...submit your soul to me...speak the words I told
you before..."

Mike broke the kiss, Joel could see the fire in Mike's eyes. He was
determined. But his eyes were begging at Joel, almost wanting approval.

"...Do it." said Joel.

Mike howled as he pushed his head back down to Joel's cock. His ass spread,
high up, giving Clarence the ability to plunge deeper into him. Clarence
kneeled onto one leg so he could fuck in a more downward motion, pinning
Mike's hot sweaty hairy asshole.

"With this COCK inside me! Take me, take my flesh, take my soul! Make me
one with you! I give you cock, I give you ass, I GIVE YOU ALL! HAIL SATAN!
HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN!"

Joel looked at Clarence's face, his face was twisted with pleasure, he
seemed lost in ecstasy. The normally cool and collected man in a suit was
losing it. The flames from the candles around them burst high up, Joel was
worried the shack would catch on fire. But soon he wasn't worried about
that. He saw Clarence's suit began to rip. Huge bulging muscles, fangs,
horns, wings.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" A deep, horrid laugh escaped from Clarence. It was as if an
earthquake was happening from within him.

"FUCK YEAAAAAAAAA!" Mike howled, his ass splitting. The hard cock of Satan
draining the soul out of him.

"SUCK HIS COCK FAGGOT!" Satan ordered Mike.

Joel felt like he was gonna pass out from the heat.

"YOU SEE JOEL!? THIS IS MY POWER!" The loud low voice was almost deafening,
but still clear to Joel, "THE MORE I TAKE HIS SOUL, THE MORE DEPRAVED HE
BECOMES!"

Joel looked down at his brother and almost didn't recognize him. The
snarling, the impaling himself on cocks, his muscles seemed to be tighter,
he could tell that his dick had grown too as he stroked himself. He was
staring up at Joel, his tongue sticking out, the light in his eyes
gone. All was left was some stupid cock sucking demon, bent on getting cum
out of him.

"GIVE HIM YOUR LOAD. BAPTISE HIS THROAT WITH YOUR SEED! GIVE INTO OUR LUST!
BECOME ONE OF US!" Satan howled.

"Oh GOD!" Joel through his head back in pure ecstasy.  The cock sucking was
good before, but now, holy shit now it was almost unbearable. So addicting.

"THERE IS NO GOD!" Bellowed Satan.

Joel could feel his balls beginning to tighten, his breath, he was gonna
cum. He was gonna cum right into his demonic brother's mouth.

"FUCK YEAH BRO!" Mike howled out, "HAIL SATAN!"

Just as the words left his mouth all three began cumming. Joel thrusted his
cock as far deep into his brother's throat as much as he could. Clarence
doing the same thing to his ass. Mike shooting so much cum it hit Joel's
knees where he was kneeling, covering them. Mike made no real noise, just a
bunch of gargled noises.

And then it was over. Joel opened his eyes. The lights were back to
normal. He looked down. There was his brother, laying on the ground, cum
dripping out of his holes, him laying in his own puddle of man juice. Joel
looked up, there was Clarence. Back in his suit, smirking. Licking his
fingers.

"You see Joel? There's no fighting it. And I think I know why I can't seem
to get through to your soul. You've given yourself to your son. So that
means, I can't get anything from you. Looks like I'll have to get him
first..." Clarence explained.

"No! Leave him alone!" Joel tried to break free from his restraints but to
no avail.

Clarence snapped his fingers and the chains broke free. Joel collapsed to
the floor.

"Want to save your son Joel? Let's see you get through a little test I have
for you. If you can fight your own temptations, and prove you have nothing
but love for your son, I'll spare both of you. However, if you take too
long, well. I might get hungry." Clarence winked and snapped his fingers
again. Mike stood up, almost in a daze.

"Come, Mike. Let's go inside..."

Joel was left panting. Trying to catch his breath. What the hell was going
on. He had to get to his son.

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Chapter 14: The House Lives

Joel laid in the cum they had all spewed. It was still warm when he finally
caught his breath and stood up. Trials? He didn't have time for whatever
game Clarence was up to. He needed a weapon. He'd take his son by force if
needed. Looking around the toolshed the only decent thing he could find was
a crowbar. He grabbed it, zipped up his pants, and ran outside.

He was in the backyard. All the lights in the house were on. Including his
son's. He saw his son standing in the window, banging on it.

"DAD! HELP ME!?" Colin seemed to be screaming. Behind him he saw a large
dark shadowy figure approaching his son.

"Colin!" Joel ran towards the house. The yard seemed to be miles long. He
could even feel the moon staring down at him. After what seemed like too
long, he bust in the back door in the kitchen. He heard lots of voices but
didn't see anyone. He ran to the stairs, into the upstairs
hallways. Standing outside Colin's door was Clarence.

"Tsk tsk tsk. You aren't playing by the rules," Clarence patronized Joel.

Joel held up the crowbar. "Get away. Let me see my son."

Clarence just smiled at him.

Joel lunged, striking at Clarence. Where it should have hit him, a force
blew him backwards, making him fall onto his back.

"Don't you remember the tape? There are rules in this house. That I even
have to follow. Do your part, and I'll do mine." Clarence explained.

A bright light came forth and Joel found himself back outside, in the front
of the house, without the crowbar.

"FUCK!" Joel was upset. He was bruised, tired. But he had to go on. If
Clarence wanted a game, if the house wanted a game, he'd do it. But he
assured himself that whatever he needed to do, it was for his son.

He bust into the front door. Loud 20s music met his ears, and there were a
ton of people in his house. He was in a well fitted tuxedo. The other
people, all men, in the same, as well as masks. Joel checked out his
garb. "What the hell?"

Where the stairs were suppose to be there was nothing. It was just a high
wall, he would have to climb up the wall to reach the second floor. As he
approached it and reached out his hand, his cock suddenly sprang to
attention, his knees weak. He was feeling pure sexual ecstasy. He removed
his hand from the wall.

"What the hell?" He pushed his hand against the wall again. The same,
hypnotic sexual feeling came over him as he fell to his knees. The wall
seemed warm, almost breathing. Joel trying to catch his breath leaned his
head against the wall without thinking. Big mistake Joel.

Suddenly images of him sucking cocks, fucking, getting fucked, being pissed
on and fisted ran rampant through his head, and the incredible feeling of
ecstasy coming along with them. His cock was about to burst.

"I, I can't..." he began moaning out. With all of his strength he broke his
head from the wall, and while he had his hands covering his head, stumbled
into the living room with the huge mirror, not realizing what he was
walking in on.

Men where aligned across the walls, looking at the couch. There, he saw
Jack. Just sitting there. His face in his hands, completely nude.

"JACK!" Joel ran up to him and put his arm around him. "There is some
serious shit happening. I need your help!"

Jack slowly looked up at him. Joel then saw it. his eyes, his eyes were
bloodshot, his face a snarl.

"F...Fu...FUCK ME!" Jack pushed him back onto the couch with almost a
superhuman strength.

Jack straddled Joel and began grinding is ass against Joel's already hard
cock.

"Jack! Stop it! Get off of me!" Joel tried bucking Jack off with all his
might but all it did was make both of them moan out in pleasure. Jack
slammed his shoulder down onto Joel's face, his arm almost crushing his
neck. His armpits were right in Joel's face. The musky man smell soon
filling Joel's nostrils. Beckoning him.

"LICK! LICK!" Jack was repeating. The smell of his pits were almost
overpowering to Joel, only able to breath in his scent it was getting
difficult to get fresh air, almost any air. He was getting light
headed. His eyes could see that the men standing around the room were now
circling them. Staring at him and Jack. Each one had their dick out. Their
masked eyes lusting after them. The men were causing it difficult to see
much around him. As the smell from Jack's pits intoxicated him he felt his
hard on pressing against the groove of Jack's ass. The heat from Jack's ass
burning through his pants.

"Jack! Hmph!" Joel tried to call out but Jack shifted his weight and began
licking Joel all over the mouth. Desperately trying to kiss him, get his
spit inside him. With his hands he began to undo Jack's button up under his
jacket. Revealing the thick chest hair from behind Joel's tie. Joel
grimaced, keeping his mouth shut, knowing the moment it opened Jack would
be invading his mouth. However, the intoxicating pitts and the wet, sloppy,
spitty tongue that was covering his face was beginning to get Joel to
weaken his resistance. He felt a moan rising in his throat. Jack could
sense this and began gyrating his ass even harder.

Joel then felt a little more pressure on him, one of the masked men began
to mount Jack. Sticking his huge veiny fuckstick into Jack's increasingly
hot hole. Joel began feeling the pumps of the man's cock going in and out
of Jack. Making Jack whimper, but Jack wasn't satisfied. He never would
be. Not until Joel fucked the shit out of him.  The masked man was leaning
over the back of Jack. Looking down at Joel. They made eye contact. The
eyes looked deep and endless. The face emotionless, staring into Joel.

The masked man began thrusting faster, harder, more ferociously. Joel's
eyes widened as he kept staring into the emotionless eyes of the masked
man. They began to burn bright, like a flame. Joel's eyes got even wider,
feeling the lust seep from the masked man into him.  He wasn't thinking
about anything anymore. His body was on fire. His cock had somehow got out
of his pants. His cock head was rubbing against the other man's cock, as it
stuffed itself in and out of Jack. Joel just kept staring into the masked
eyes. He thrust his cock upward, pressing it against the other cock. His
head, starting to enter Jack.

It began to stretch. Taking Joel's cock into a warm, hot, tightness Joel
had never felt before, as he felt his cock being sucked all the way in by
Jack's ass Joel moaned with his mouth wide almost in a silent scream of
ecstasy.  The two cocks pumping in and out of Jack, like two slithering
snakes fighting for dominance.

"FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Jack screamed over and over.  Joel's entire body was
convulsing, spit foaming out of his mouth. He could see cocks all around
him, stroking, precumming, men moaning, chanting. Jack being a total
whore. It was too much. It was too hot. It was too good. The masked man
gave a couple deep dick thrusts and the warm fresh gooey cum blasted into
Jack's hole. Dousing Joel's cock in the process. The hot cum made Joel's
cock get even harder, made Jack buck against his dick even faster, and just
as quickly as the masked man took out his cock, a new man mounted Jack and
this cock felt even better than the first, especially with the gooey
cumshot that was covering and filling Jack's hole.

"SLAM IT UP INSIDE ME!" Jack screamed. Wanting to feel the cum fill him up
til it was coming up out of his throat. Joel took his right hand and put it
over Jack's mouth muffling the noises that were beginning to annoy him
coming from Jack. Jack needed to be a good fuck hole. Nothing else. Joel
didn't want to even think of him as a person. He was a thing, a cock
sheath, a machine fueled by cock and cum, his only existence to make Joel's
cock feel powerful and worshipped. Joel noticed the more he used Jack in
this way, the hotter, better it felt. It's as if Jack knew Joel was
thinking this way and it made him hornier as well. All Joel needed to do
was cut off any type of human attachment. As his cock slipped and slimed
its way over and over again into the hole as dick after dick from above
jizzed and desecrated Jack's ass. Joel didn't know how long the fucking had
been going on. Hours, days, fuck it could have even been years. He didn't
care. He was losing himself to his own perverted lust, unable to stop his
hips from slamming hard against the whore on top of him. His suit all torn
up from the ravage fucking he was giving to Jack. The sweat on their chest
hair sticking them together. Joel could feel their hearts beating almost as
one. The same throbbing beat the cocks and Jack's hole were doing. Jack's
dick was digging into Joel's stomach. Joel loved it, all this flesh, hot
hairy sweaty flesh on top of him. The cum in Jack's ass at this point was
so full it was oozing out with each cock thrust. Joel's balls were covered
in the cum of the masked men, encasing his ball sack with the hot semen his
balls felt so warm and tingly. Cum.

"Cum. Cum. Cum." he started hearing chanting going on around him, along
with the muffled screams from Jack.  Joel looked up, there must have been
100 men standing around, their cocks out, all oozing. Waiting for Joel to
spill his seed into Jack. Joel knew he had to do it. He had to cum.

Should he? Suddenly a thought. How did he get here? He was getting his son
and then...

"COLIN!" Joel screamed out. He mustered all his strength and threw Jack off
of him onto the ground.  As soon as Jack hit the floor the men descended
upon him. Two cocks immediately entered his mouth. Three cocks in his
stretched out ass. The cum still dripping, coating the newly inserted
cocks. Joel was sitting, his leaking dick still out, huffing and panting
for breath. The men suddenly seemed uninterested in him, all focus on
Jack's writhing slut body in the middle of the room. The mirror duplicating
the scene, making the room seemed filled with even more depraved acts of
lust....and something else...

Joel slowly stood up and stared into the mirror, there was a large dark
circle, like some kind of vortex forming. Then a gigantic arm appeared, a
loud, deafening roar as it began to pull itself out.

Jack took out the cocks and began roaring as well. His master was arriving.

Joel stood stunned as the large 7 foot tall muscular beast howled and stood
before him. The room was suddenly silent. Even the cocks inside Jack didn't
move.

Joel took a step over, the masked beast heard and lunged toward Joel,
tripping on the men in front of him. Joel ran to the hall, standing at the
front door was Father David. Shirtless but still with his priest collar. A
large cross and rosary around his neck.

"Going somewhere Joel?" he sneered as a devilish grin spread across his
face. "You look worried. Let me take care of you..." he kneeled down and
began burying his face in Joel's hard cock. Joel stumbled back, towards the
basement door.  "What's wrong Joel? Let me show you the true path, the
righteous path...of SIN!" he leapt in the air towards Joel, Joel quickly
opened the basement door and entered it, slamming the door behind
him. However he was not balanced, and tumbled backwards down the stairs
into the darkness.

When he came to, there was a light glowing off to the side of him. His suit
was all tore up, tie undone, shirt still unbuttoned. His suit jacket ripped
apart.

He looked over towards the source of the light. The dome light on the glory
hole box...and then the sounds of moans.

Joel slowly stood up and walked towards the light.  The sounds of hot,
rough sex began to get stronger. More enticing. Joel grabbed his cock
through his pants and squeezed.  As he approached he saw his brother,
shirtless, kneeling most likely as he could only see the top part of
him. He was definitely making a thrusting motion, looking down. Joel
gulped.

Joel pressed his hands against the glass and peered in, and shuddered from
what he saw.

"Take it you little bitch!" Mike boasted as he plunged his dick into his
son Jason over and over again.

"Fuck yeah Dad! Give me your cock!" Jason moaned out. Mike was fucking his
son, both naked. Mike's hairy built body penetrating into his muscular jock
son. They almost looked like Greek gods in motion. And their dicks. Joel
was sure Mike had grown in both girth and length.  He could see Jason's ass
actively stretching around it, trying to take it all.

"Mike! What are you doing? Stop! That's your son!" Joel banged on the
glass. Both father and son turned towards Joel.

"I know brother. And it feels so good. So good to be inside him. So good to
feel his hole submit to his father..." Mike threw his head back and let out
a guttural moan.

There was a flash of light and suddenly more masked men were around the
glory box. Seven total, each of their cocks put in a hole of the glorybox,
hard. Immediately Jason put one in his mouth, Mike followed suit, sucking
on one close to him.

There was one hole in the glory hole box still open. Joel was standing
right in front of it. His cock began to burn.

Mike stopped sucking for a moment, "Come on bro...join in." and plopped the
dick back down his throat. Joel knew he shouldn't, but his cock was aching
so much. He unzipped his pants.  His cock barely able to fit into the hole
it had gotten so thick and hard. His mind flashed back to when he first
moved into the house, and pumped his seed into it. Thinking about the hot
whores he could use in the box. Never did he think the whore would be his
nephew, and his own brother.

As soon as his dick was in, Mike moved Jason around to face it.

"Suck your Uncle's dick boy. Show him what you've learned..." Mike said as
he pressed his son's mouth onto Joel. Joel's dick still had dried cum on it
from when it was inside Mike.

"Fuuuuck..." Joel moaned. His nephew was quite the cocksucker. Mike was
lucky. "Lick my dick clean. Lick off all that cum whore..."

Mike smiled, happy his brother was enjoying it. "Hear that Jason? He called
you a whore...maybe you should show him how much of a whore you really
are..."

After a minute of sucking Jason stopped, and Mike took out his dick. It was
only then that Joel realized this whole time Mike had been continuously
cumming inside Jason.

"Brother, mix your seed with mine, in my son. Churn it around with your big
cock brother."

"No. No I don't want that." said Joel. "I don't want to fuck your son
Mike!"  Just then Joel noticed that two of the masked men were holding down
Joel's arms. Keeping him from moving from the hole.

"I don't think you have a choice brother." Mike leaned over and spit in
Jason's ass. Then stretched it out, bringing it closer to Joel's throbbing
rape stick.

Joel's dick at this point had swelled, the glory hole almost acting as a
cockring. It kept getting harder, bigger. It was even bigger than Mike's at
this point. Jason wouldn't be able to take it. Not comfortably.

"Mike, stop this! This is your son!"

"And this is your nephew's ass." Mike slammed Jason onto Joel's dick. Jason
and Joel both screaming out. Jason in pain, Joel in pleasure. Jason
immediately began moving back and forth, like a good slut, though still
moaning out in pain. Joel began ramming his dick to meet his nephew's
thrusts.

"I'm...I'm sorry Jason!" Joel said as he felt his length being squished by
the tightness of Jason's hole. "Gaaaa...I'm so sorry."

"Don't listen to him son. He's not sorry. He knows what you are. What you
need. His cock is hard isn't it? Hell, I bet he's been wanting this longer
than I have..."

Jason just moaned.  Having his sexy as fuck uncle inside his ass made him
feel incredible.

"Fuck me Uncle! Fuck me!" he picked up the pace, driving Joel to give in to
his cock's pleasure.

"See Joel? He likes it. You like it.  Now enjoy the ride."

Mike sat down and leaned against the opposing wall. Jason was low enough to
suck on his Dad's dick, while Mike himself was sucking on a cock in the
hole beside his face. Eyeing Joel the whole time.

"Fuck, fuck this feels good." Joel panted. He looked over and noticed he
was no longer being held. The men had resumed putting their cocks into the
holes.  He was banging his hips so hard against the wood it might break or
topple over.

Then the cum started shooting. The other 7 masked men, all cumming. Long,
thick ropey volumes of dark load sprayed onto Mike and Jason. Mike's beard
and chest hair getting sticky and white, jason's hair becoming gelled up.

"This is what you want Joel. Do it. Cum in him. CUM IN MY SON!"

"Fu...fu..FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Joel couldn't control his cock, his urges, he
let go. He was cumming. There was no stopping it. The first shot...the
second shot!

"YES!!! YES CUM IN ME!" Jason screamed like a little bitch.  Mike slapped
him against the head.

"Fucking faggot boy. Lick up this cum."

"Yeah faggot. Lick that cum. Joel slammed his cock as hard as he could deep
into Jason.  He was STILL cumming. Joel had never felt so good before. So
raw. So powerful.

"Little faggot bitch. So lucky to have." Joel huffed to Mike as he shot the
last of his fuck seed into Jason.

"You do too you know..." Mike said calmly. A smirk on his face. Jason was
whining as Joel pulled his dick out of him. The masculine jock boy who at
one time could have any girl he wanted, was only wanting cum. The door to
the glory hole box opened.

"Come inside Joel. Join us." Mike said.

"Yeah Uncle...please..." Jason had his legs in the air and was stretching
his asshole towards Joel. As cum leaked out of it he would take his
fingers, gather it, and lick them off.

Joel took a step forward and paused. He heard loud banging going on
upstairs, almost as if the whole house was shaking.

"No...I...I can't. Colin..."

Mike scoffed and descended his dick into Jason's hole. "Bro...your cum
feels so nice inside my son...shit...I might need it too..." Mike took his
finger and swiped up some of the cum leaking from his son's hole and put it
in his mouth, "Yeah bro, I need it."

Joel felt himself getting hard again, but he turned away. As he went up the
steps he hung his head. "How many loads have been shot? The house, its
winning...Colin..." His dick raged even harder at the thought of his son.

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End Part 6

Hey guys! Sorry once again for the delay in posts. I've actually had this
part written for awhile, but am having trouble deciding on what I want to
happen next, so please PLEASE send me any ideas, thoughts, or just general
notes and I'd be happy to take them into consideration. You can email me at
darkbroski@gmail.com.

In the mean time I've actually gone back to "officially" tie up loose ends
in Daddy, The Devil and Me, so be sure to keep an eye out for that chapter!

-Darkbroski