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so its pretty unusual for a young guy to want a bear ass like mine. To my surprise, a 25 yo geek hit me up on Grindr, wanting to fuck me. Thought he was just another player, but he was serious! Had a nice 7 inch cock. Wish I could share pics here, but they are too large for posting. He came to the door with just a jock and bowtie on, and fucked the shit outta me!

FATHER JOSEPH JOINS US: Father Joseph had walked in just as I planted my seed in Zack, and a wide smile came across his face. He stated that he was happy to see me practicing my skills as a top, and that he expected more of that to happen in the future. The father reached into a drawer, and removed a black sharpie, and instructed us that we were to mark each of our asses as a load was received. I was the first to put a mark upon Zacks tight young ass. Father Joseph then indicated that he loved breeding a cum filled hole, and mounted Zack. My load must have been much bigger than I thought, as my cum was dripping from Zack’s ass as father Joseph plunged deep inside him. Once the father finished, I lapped up the cum that was dripping down Zacks leg, and cleaned father Josephs cock. The father then marked Zacks ass with the marker. I begged the father to breed me, however he said the day was totally ours, but starting tomorrow, he would always be both the first and the last to breed me. The first breeding would take place sometime between 6 and 8am, depending on his needs. After that, we were expected to breed often, as he could come in for the final time, whenever he desired. As this was to be our day, Zack and I decided we would fuck like rabbits. At first, we both fell asleep under the satin sheets, with Zach spooning me with his cock positioned right at my ass. I’m not sure how long we actually slept, but it wasn’t long before I could feel Zack removing the plug from my ass and the head of his cock rubbing up and down my once again hungry ass. Zack then rolled me over and kissed me, asking if I wanted it rough, or passionate. I told him as a sub, that decision should be made by the dominant one. He smiled at me, and agreed. He once again looked me in the eyes, and planted his tongue down my throat. He then said something that surprised me. Before saying it though, he asked that I keep it between the two of us. I was intrigued, and agreed. He told me he was not sure why, but he was falling in love with me. I smiled, and told him that I felt the same. We then embraced and talked about it. Zack confided that he wasn’t sure why it was happening, but perhaps that I would be the first one that he converted. I confided to Zack, that although I was looking to be converted, I had always wanted to know the one who did it. I continued by saying that never in my wildest dreams would I have guessed it would be by a young viral stud like him. I actually started to tear up a bit, and he asked what was wrong. I told him that they were tears of joy, as many tops have no interest in older hairy, small cock bottom bears like me. Zack started to tear up a bit also, and told me it was not about my body, but about my passion to become gifted. With that, he rolled me over, and simply stated, lets get the show on the road Once again, my mind raced in thought. What had happened to me? I was in bed embracing the man that I truly had started to fall in love with, and it appears he felt the same way about me. But wait, earlier I treated him like a random piece of shit. But yet, he did the same to me, so was it OK? I really wasn’t sure. We fucked like rabbits that night. When I woke up that morning, I had a total of 5 marks on my ass. Zack also had another mark on his ass from me.

Had some time to write quite a few more chapters in my off time. Would love your feedback of the story thus far! The chapters written still have a chem twist to them, but have gone off into other kinky and or taboo areas?

AWESOME START!

I have found what you say to be true here in Florida also. My first experience with a black guy wasn't all that though. It was with an inter racial couple. Lets just say the black top didn't live up to the stereotype, and was a rather lazy top. By lazy I mean he wasn't very aggressive, and while his partner was breeding me, he went to the kitchen, made a sandwich and watched us fuck! He did fill my ass with his seed though, and his white partner enjoyed my cum filled ass, and was way more agressive.

THE AWAKENING: I am not sure for how long I was out, but when I awoke I was flat on my back, with my hands tied to a bed, which was covered in white satin sheets. The room was entirely decorated in white, devoid of any decorations on the walls. Most importantly, Brother Zack was next to me, wiping my forehead with a wet washcloth. He was wearing nothing with the exception of a cum and piss stained jockstrap, showing off his amazing semi hard cock. The head of his cock was poking out through the side of his jock. On the table next to the bed, was the bottle brush, with my dried blood on it, along with the cruel condom he had used. He asked me if I remembered much of the ceremony, to which I replied yes SIR. He gently but his lips to mine, saying that I no longer needed to call him that, it was all part of the ritual. He said that although the results would not be immediately, we were now Brothers, united by the gifts that we had shared during the ceremony. He had me roll onto my side, only to make sure that the plug was firmly in place. I begged him to breed me again, and he replied that my ass had taken quite a beating, and that although he wanted to, he felt that it needed a rest. He explained however that like I did with father Joseph, it was time for me to share my seed with him. Through all of this, my cock was still pretty limp, and he said the father had left a little something to help with that. He untied my arm, and brought the syringe to my cock, and pushed the plunger. It wasn’t long before my pathetic cock became rock hard, and I felt that I could rule the world. He explained that I was to breed him, and be rough in doing so. I asked if he wanted me to brush his hole with the brush, to which he said yes, but not our brush. It was now a sacred object between us, and others to follow. He did say that it was the same brush that father Joseph had used to prepare him for his conversion, and the one that I would use for my first conversion. He did however remove a toothbrush from the table, and instructed me to properly abuse his ass, before penetration. He once again told me that I was expected to be as rough on him, as he was to me. I don’t know what came over me, but I slapped his face before spitting on it, and instructed him to refer to me as Sir for the remainder of the session. A smile came upon his face, as more and more of his cock protruded from his cum and piss stained jock. I instructed him to take off his jock, and get on all fours. He responded with Yes, forgetting to say Sir, and was slapped once again by me. He smiled, and said yes Sir. I just spit in his face and told him there was nothing to smile about. Although my cock was rock hard, I was able to piss on the jock, and told him to stuff it in his mouth, as I did not want to hear any noises which might lead father Joseph to join us. His ass was solely mine tonight. After the jock was stuffed in his mouth, I brushed his cunt with the toothbrush. Once it had a bright red tint to it, I removed the jock from his mouth, and instructed him to lick it clean. Once it was relatively clean, I began to aggressively brush his mouth with it, until it was once again bright red. I informed him that he was going to receive two loads, one up his cunt, and one in his mouth. I explained that he was NOT to swallow the load in his mouth, but to felch it with me. With that, I replaced the jock in his mouth and I mounted his ass, and although my cock was rock hard, It wasn’t long before I dropped my load up his cunt. I still remained hard though. Through the jock, I could hear his muffled moans. I know his ass has taken much bigger cocks than mine, but shrugged it off as him being pleased by my aggressiveness with him. I removed the jock from his mouth, and it was now covered in blood in addition to the cum and piss on it already. I began to aggressively fuck his mouth, slapping him a few times and telling him to watch his teeth. They had not actually gotten in the way, but he didn’t know that. After I blew yet another pretty big load down his throat, I instructed him to clean my cock, which he eagerly did. After that, he simply rolled over onto his back. I began to bite down on his nipples, and chew upon them pretty aggressively. As he started to moan, the jock was once again stuffed into his mouth. His cock became rock hard, and began to drip. I finished off the session by milking his cock dry. With that, he tightly embraced me, laying besides each other, cock to cock.

Thanks for the feedback! As a reward, another installment is cumming up!

I'm going to be taking a SHORT break for the holidays before posting more. During that time, I will be writing more, for future postings. My cock needs a rest from all this writing! Trust me, I still have a few plot twists up my sleeve though!

THE CEREMONY CONTINUES: With that, my legs were untied and I was once again rolled over onto my stomach, and retied to the alter. Brother Zack was then untied from the cross, and given a rather large bottle brush. He gently lifted my head, and looked me straight in the eyes. Although there was still a bit of compassion in his eyes, there was also an angry look to him. Perhaps it was just my imagination, seeing him holding the pink tinged brush in his hand. Was I about to receive a brutal breeding like the one I received from Brother Stephen and the cruel condom? I was beginning to think so. Brother Zack started to explain that this was the same brush that Father Joseph had used on him in his conversion. He continued by saying that it has been determined that the father was the one who had recently gifted him, and that the strain was med resistant, and quite potent. He continued by saying that it was his desire to be responsible for my conversion, as well as his first conversion. He then asked me if this is also my desire, to which I explained yes. He drew his hand back, and slapped my face quite hard, by saying from know on, any of my responses would be followed with the word Sir after them. He replied by saying good boy, and that the remainder of the ceremony would be quite painful, but he would see to it that I was quite relaxed. He explained that up until this time, I have received only .5 point, but this time it was to b a full point. The rubber band was once again tied around my arm, the needle inserted into my vein. The plunger drawn I a bit, and then pushed deep into my vein. WOW what a feeling it was. Brother Zack then moved around me, and began to aggressively brush my ass. He showed no mercy at all, plunging in deep and twisting it inside me tearing me open, to accept his seed. He them removed the brush from my quivering ass, and brought it to my mouth and told me to taste it. I almost forgot to add Sir to my response, but I did. He did not slap me, but instead placed a cruel condom upon his raging cock. He then spit in my face and returned to my ass, placing some very large and sharp chards in it. Just like the father had, done, he thrusted deep in me, then withdrew and placed one on top of the cruel condom, and went balls deep in me. This session was quite different. There was no love or romance, just pure hard sex. It seemed strange, yet I loved it. After some time, I felt Zacks poison shooting deep in me. His warm demon seed was a blessing to my roughed up ass. I could feel his venom seeping inside the cuts inside of my ass. He did not pull his cock from my ass after cumming, and remained inside for some time, before removing his cock, and the cruel condom. He quickly started drilling my ass hard and fast, once again flooding my ass with his venom. After seeding me, he plugged my ass, and moved to my mouth telling to worship his bloodied cock. As I was worshiping his cock, the father mounted me, and stated that this would be the final blessing of the night. I do not even remember the father cumming inside me, just waking up later in an unusual, yet beautiful place.

Still negative here, but a few years back, I was pretty sure that I had the fuck flu. Turned out I did not. From my experience, just thinking I was gifted was exciting as hell. I was a bit nervous when I was tested, and honestly wasn't sure how I would react when I got my results. It was at this point that I decided to chase. I just wanted to get it over with and convert, and become more of a cumdump pig, not caring or worrying about sex anymore.

A JOINT CEREMONY PART 2: The father then led me back to the alter, where only 1 of my arms and both legs were bound to it. In addition, a rubber tube was placed around my right arm, and tied tightly, until the veins started popping out. The father removed a syringe from a table, sticking the needle in a vein, and drawing some blood into it, releasing the band and then pushing the plunger. My hand was then raised above my head. I began to violently cough, and felt as though I could not breathe. My vision became quite blurred. I could feel the liquid rushing through my arm, and experienced a strange metalic taste in my mouth. The coughing subsided, and I felt a warmth spreading throughout my body. Sending a tingling sensation throughout it. My ass began to twitch, and my once rock hard cock began to soften in its cage, much to my relief. The father then unlocked my cock from its prison, and withdrew yet another syringe. I wasn’t sure that I could handle more of what I just received in my arm, and my body started to tremble. The father patted my head, and told me not to worry, this would help me. With that, he placed the needle to the base of my cock, and pushed the plunger. It wasn’t long before my cock became rigid once again, growing in size like I have never seen it grow. The father then knelt between my legs, and inserted my cock in his mouth. He quickly removed his mouth and explained that I would be sharing what could well be my last negative load as a blessing to him. It wasn’t long before I gave the father my blessing. He removed his mouth from my cock, and brought his lips to mine, sharing my precious seed with me. After his cock was clean. I was rebound to the table, with the rubber tube draped over my arm. The father once again approached Brother Zack with a syringe in his hand. This time however, the syringe was empty. He placed the rubber tubing around his arm, finding a vein, and then drawing the syringe full of his bright red blood. The father then approached me with the syringe, laying it upon the alter before tightly pulling the tubing around my arm. The father removed the syringe from the alter, finding my vein, and pushing the plunger until it was empty. As doing so, I will never forget the words that he said. “This is Zacks gift to you, and the church. His life as yours will soon become. His blood tainted by the same venom that you so desire and have earned. Ultimately your sacrifice and death, as so many have experienced before you.” With that, I was untied from the alter, and placed up my stomach, and retied. As the brothers were doing so, the father disrobed, and walked to the front of the alter, and placed his semi hard cock into my mouth and told me to worship him. His cock felt longer than it had ever felt before, causing me to gag just a bit. As I was worshiping his holy post, I could feel my ass cheeks being spread apart, and once again, feeling sharp shards being placed in my quivering hole. The father reminded his servants to save a few chards for later. The father then moved behind me mounting my ass, and driving balls deep into my ass. After aggressively pounding me for a few minutes, he withdrew his cock, and placed a shard on the tip of his cock. It must have been quite large, as I could feel it tearing my insides, as he once again thrust balls deep in me. Although it hurt like hell, and tears began to form in my eyes, it was what I wanted and needed so badly. My mind was focused upon Brother Zack, who was still tied to the cross, with a bandage covering his new marking. Maybe it was just my blurry vision from the tears, however it appeared that Brother Zack was also was starting to cry a bit. His cock was rock hard, and starting to ooze pre cum as he watched my breeding. I’m not quite sure how long the father had been in me, as I believe I blacked out for some time. All I really remembered was the feeling of his venom flooding my ass, as he said, take ye all of my seed, for your forgiveness of sins, and ultimate resurrection into our Brotherhood. I felt like a rag doll laid upon the alter. My body was sore, my throat starting to become dry, and my mind and body racing, yet coming down a bit. My hole was plugged with a familiar large butt plug, and I was untired, rolled over onto my back, and then retied to the alter. A metal device was placed in my mouth, which pulled the sides of my mouth wide open. I have seen such a device before, yet had never experienced wearing one. At this time, the father asked all in attendance to disrobe, and share their blessings with me. The congregation gathered around my face. There were all types of cock surrounding me. Some rock hard, some semi hard, cut, uncut, black, white, Hispanic, you name it. One of those was quite familiar, as it was Brother Jay. He was the most aroused, and his cock was leaking a yellowish ooze from it. I also noticed several leaking lesions upon his massive cock. He ultimately was the first to shoot his blessings into my mouth. One by one, tall of the cocks flooded my mouth with their venon, until no one remained. Brother Zack was still tied to the cross, and I knew that his seed would soon be mine. My arms were then untied, and I was instructed to sit up, as best as I could. The metal device was then removed from my mouth, much relief to my now aching jaws. Although I have consumed quite a bit of seed, my mouth and throat were rather dry. The father explained that it was important that I remained hydrated, and brought forth a chalice full of Gatoraid, with what I ultimately figured out, was laced with G as an additional Aid. I quickly drank all of the contents of the chalice, and felt an amazing euphoria around me. I came to sweat, and felt a bit nauseous. I wasn’t sure if it was from the drink, or all of the semen that I had consumed.

A JOINT CEREMONY PART 1: Although it was only 10-15 minutes, it felt like a lifetime waiting in his office. I heard the door open, and in walked Brother Stephen. Once again, he immediately spit on my face, and told me it was time for the ceremony to begin. He grabbed me by my cock, and led me into the chapel. Once inside, I noticed there was a body covered in a red cloth upon the St. Andrews Cross directly behind the alter, which was draped in a red cloth. I could not make out who was shrouded behind the cloth though. This time there were 5 other members of the congregation in attendance. I did not see Brothers Jay or Zack, and wondered if it was one of them underneath the cloth on the cross. Brother Stephen instructed me to lay upon the alter on my back. After doing so, my arms and legs were tied to the legs of the alter. After being bound to the alter, Brother Stephen once again spit on my face, and took out his cock, and began to piss on me, instructing me to open my mouth to receive his blessing. The father then entered, and made the sign of the cross upon my forehead. He was still fully clothed, with his cock still rock hard underneath his pants. The father turned towards the congregation, and announced that today was to be not just one, but two celebrations. I was not quite sure what he meant, but figured that it had something to do the body draped upon the cross. And I was correct. He explained that first we would witness the marking of the beast on one of the members, as well as welcome a new member to the family. In doing so, the red cloth was removed from the cross, revealing Brother Zack. His arms and legs were found to the cross in a spread eagle position. His cock hanging slightly between his legs, with a cock cage similar to mine on him. A hooded Brother then approached the cross pushing a small table with a tattoo gun and ink on top of it. He began by swabbing the area above his right nipple, and removed then gun from the table. He slowly and methodically started to drawn what would ultimately be a biohazard symbol above his nipple. Brother Zack winced in pain as the process continued. As the process was taking place, the father approached the cross, and wrapped a rubber tube around Brother Zacks left arm. He inserted a needle into his vein which was now popping out some, drew a bit of blood, and then pushed the plunger on the syringe. Brother Zack coughed at first, and then a sudden look of euphoria seemed to come across him. Although I had heard that Tina can cause a limp cock, it had the opposite effect upon Brother Zack. His cock began to become engorged in its cage. In fact the father noticed this, and unlocked him from the cage, and his cock stood rock solid hard. Mine was feeling the same exact way, knowing in my mind that sometime soon, I would be placed upon the cross to receive my marking just like Zach. The father moved over to the alter, and untied my legs and arms, and led me to the cross, standing directly in front of Zack, he instructed me to kneel in front of him for the receiving of seed, I quickly obliged, and it wasn’t long before Zack filled my mouth with his precious seed. By now my cock was straining inside its cage, and it was becoming quite painful. I was hoping that the father would soon release me also. Before bringing me back to the alter, the father said, let the second ceremony begin.

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Construction you know you can breed my chub ass anytime, adding Marbas to the picture would be a HUGE bonus, with his PA preparing me for his toxic seed.

CONGRATS to you guys! Ive found that younger guys typically look for older tops. I certainly know here in Orlando, they are not into older bearish bottom guys like myself. I can count the number of younger guys Ive played with on one hand, we actually 2 fingers! I guess it helps that you are in good shape, and well endowed. It doesn't stop me from trying though. The guys that I played with were REALLY into the incest thing, acting as though I was really their father. The BEST one moved from the area, but he was incredibly into role play. He insisted that we roleplay father/son, and that I walk into his bedroom and catch him watching porn. It only got better from there.

PRELUDE TO THE COMMITMENT CEREMONY Sunday arrived, and the usual service was held at 10am, yet I did not receive instructions from the father to arrive until around 2 pm. As instructed by the father, I arrived an hour before the ceremony was to begin, in just a t shirt, gym shorts, a jock and my cock cage. Father was dressed in all white when I arrived and invited me into his private office. For the first time, the father had introduced himself as father Joseph. He instructed me to sit in a large comfortable chair next to his desk. Once I did, father planted his lips upon mine, slipping his tongue deep in my mouth. This was the first time that he had kissed me. Once he removed his tongue, he said, son I am quite proud of your progress. From our first confession, I knew you would be a wonderful addition to our flock. He asked me to share my thoughts on my journey, so I did. As I explained it has been a roller coaster of a ride so far. I have had the opportunity to experience things in my life which I have never experienced before, and appreciated that. He responded that my journey was not yet over, however it would be soon. He then asked if I have had any regrets. I hesitated, before saying I was surprised that I have not received the blessing that I was seeking. Father responded that he too was surprised that I had not converted to the church, as his seed was quite potent. He explained that he was confident that would change tonight. The father continued by telling me that the Elders had met, and discussed me in great detail, and decide who would ultimately lead me to my salvation. He then asked me if I had thought about whom I would like to be my spiritual mentor. I replied that I had indeed, and he asked me to share my thoughts, which I did. I explained that all three were a different experience, and each had something special to share with me. He agreed, and asked me to share my thoughts on each, and I did. I began with Brother Jay. I explained that Brother Jay has seemed to live a wonderful life, and that it was a bit scary seeing his aids wasted, sore infected body before he entered me. I continued by saying that I was pretty sure if Brother Jay seeded me, I was pretty sure a conversion would happen. I continued by saying that it appears that Brother Jay may not be amongst us for much longer, and it would be nice to possibly be his last conversion, before dying of Aids. The father responded by saying that I had made some very valid points, and told me that he was the one that had given Brother Jay his gift, and that he is indeed on a fast pace to his ultimate death and glory. He explained that Brother Jay was not as old as he had looked, and that the Aids virus has played a toll on his body. Father continued by saying that Brother Jay had entered the church on circumstances very similar to mine, and during his membership, he has shared his gift with many individuals. Although I wanted to hear more, the father asked me my thoughts on Brother Stephen. This was a difficult one for me to talk about. Brother Stephen was by far the most aggressive of the three, and it was apparent to me that he meant business about sharing his gift with someone. From his verbal aggressiveness, to him spitting in my face, and seeding me while wearing a cruel condom. I explained that although it was exciting, I explained to the father that I was not quite sure that was the way that I wanted my conversion to happen. The father agreed, and explained that Brother Stephen has not yet converted any members and that it is his strong desire to do so. He continued by saying that Brother Stephen however has a problem in following the rules of the church, which has put his membership into jeopardy. He stated that this was the second time that he has seeded a prospective church member, and that was contrary to church rules when deciding upon new prospective members. Once again, I wanted to know more, but the father asked what my thoughts were on Brother Zack. In my mind, I KNEW that Brother Zack was the one that I would like most want to lead me along my journey. Should I tell the father this or not? Once again my mind was racing. Not from any drugs, but just in thought. I decided to play it somewhat vague. I began by telling the father that Brother Zack was quite intriguing. I continued by saying that it was quite rare for a young boi to show and interest in an older bear such as myself. I also explained that I had experienced a level of intimacy with him, unlike the others. As I spoke, I could see the father nodding in agreement with me. Throughout our conversation, I could see the fathers massive cock growing under his white pants, but now it appeared that he was fully engorged. Perhaps it was just my imagination, but I was pretty sure that I saw some of his pre cum leak seeping through his pants. The father interrupted, by telling me that Brother Zack was one of the newest members of the congregation, and that yes that although the church welcomed all for conversion, it was nice to see a young boy seeking to join the flock. The father ended the conversation by stepping away from his desk and tightly embracing me, and sticking his tongue down my throat once again. His cock was straining inside his pants, and it felt wonderful brushing against me as we kissed. He then instructed me to take off my t-shirt and shorts, so that I may be fitted with the proper attire. As I disrobed, he moved behind his desk and took out a white V shaped garment around my neck. It was a flowing garment, covering my nipples, and coming to a point just below my crotch. My cock was straining in its cage, And I was pretty sure that the father was going to bend me over his desk, and bless me before the ceremony. Before placing the garment over me, he slipped two fingers up my now quivering ass. His fingers were scraping the inside of my ass more roughly than he had ever done in the past. He withdrew his now bloody fingers, and instructed me to clean them for him. Sadly he explained that his blessing would be reserved for the ceremony. I begged him to give me his blessing now, and he explained that as part of the ceremony, he would be both the first and last to bless me, but I must have patience. With that he stated that the service was very soon, and that before we should have a moment of celebration. He once again went behind his desk, and removed a bottle, and a chalice. He pored the contents into the chalice, taking a sip of it, and then instructed me to drink ye all of it. With that he explained that I would be receiving communion wafers up my ass later, but that the ceremony would be lengthy, and they would be given to me at the appropriate time during the ceremony. That familiar buzz swept through my body, and I began to hear organ music playing. Father explained that the ceremony was about to begin, and that although it was mostly about me, there was proper protocol to follow, and that I should be patient. He explained that I would now be left alone to meditate, and that someone would be in shortly to lead me to the chapel. With that, he left his office.

THE FATHER The father congratulated the brethren on a successful welcoming. As the father, he explained that he would always be the first and last to give me his blessings. As such, he mounted my ass and told me I would receive his final blessing. After he gave me his blessing, he told the parishioners that the services had ended, but he wanted to spend additional time with me. Two of the three responded, “thank you father.” After the others had left, the father gave me some water to drink, saying that it was important to remain hydrated. Before doing so, he once again placed a butt plug in my ass. This one was similar to the first one, yet larger. The father then led me over to the confessional. Once he was inside, he asked me to confess my thoughts. Although the drugs were wearing off, my mind was still buzzing. I simply didn’t know how to respond, and indicated as much. An older Aids wasting guy? A beefy rough bear, with an apparent record of success? A young passionate red headed buck? The father explained that it was time for him to confess. He explained that todays experience was to help all parties involved in making a choice. He explained that the Wednesday service was just to be between him and his brethren at first, however I was to arrive after the service. He explained that tonight was a selection process, to decide who would lead me to the path of salvation, and make me the man that I desired to become. He advised me that he would ask both the brethren, and myself about our thoughts on Wednesday. He advised me to think long and hard about my experiences tonight, and decide who I would like to lead me down the path to my salvation. He told me to be ready on Sunday afternoon, and with that he said he would message me with the service time on Sunday. With that, he made the sign of the cross upon my forehead, and said, “depart in peace.”

BROTHER JAY As it turned out, Brother Jay who was the first one that I sucked, was also the first to be introduced. All of the candles in the room had been blown out, except for several small flickering flames. Brother Jay, still clad in his red robe, slowly walked in front of me, with just a single red candle illuminating his face. His hood shrouded most of his face, but from what I could see, his cheeks and face were quite drawn and grey looking. He placed his candle in a candelabra next to the alter and slowly removed his robe and hood. His body looked much like his face, all sunken in. His ribs protruded like a dying horse, and his body was covered in lesions. My guess was correct. Brother Jay had to be at least 70 years old. His cock was already fully erect, and Id say it was a good 9 inches, perhaps because it looked so strong and firm against his wasting body. He was already leaking a yellow tinted ooze from his cock, not the usual pearly cum that I was accustomed to. He did not allow me to service his cock for long before instructing me to assume the position. He slowly entered my ass and started to pound me in a steady rhythm. His weak voice started to become very guttural, and I knew he was close to blowing. The father also realized this, and told him his time was done, however I was to receive his blessings down my throat. He obeyed the father and moved to the front of me, and quickly released his seed into my awaiting mouth. His cum tasted quite bitter and strange to me. It wasn’t the familiar taste of semen, and blood, but I thanked him for his blessing. BROTHER STEPHEN Brother Stephen was the next to welcome me to the fold. He moved around me just as Brother Jay did with the single red candle. He quickly dropped his robe to reveal a furry bear daddy with a number of tats, including a scorpion and biohazard tattoo with numerous names surrounding it. I tried to count them, but lost count after around 10. His meaty fuck stick was hanging semi hard, and once again he aggressively stuck it into my mouth, and began to aggressively face fuck me. This time I was better prepared for it though. After about 5 minutes, he removed his rock hard cock from my mouth and spit on my face. He reached over to the alter, and placed a cruel condom upon his rigid cock, and told me that he wanted to make this count. I had never been seeded with a guy wearing a cruel condom, but had always wanted to experience it. He moved around my backside, and just as he shoved his cock down my throat, he shoved it up my ass, balls to the wall. As he was fucking me, he grabbed my head, pulling it back until I thought my neck was going to snap. He turned my head, and once again spit into my face. He began to pump harder and faster, and began to moan. Father reminded him that I was not to receive his blessing in my ass. As I felt his cock pulsing in me, he simply told the father, “too late.” The father simply walked in front of me and extinguished the candle which he placed in the candelabra. It was obvious that the father was not pleased. BROTHER ZACK It was time for my final introduction. As he walked around me, his hood was off, and his robe wide open. It was my fantasy come true, as he had bright red hair, and as they say, his carpet matched the drapes. As a red head, his body was quite pasty. Once again, as I had thought, he was a young buck. His body was chiseled, and he was showing signs of a six pack. The only hair on his body was a slight treasure trail leading up from his shaved fire crotch. He was no more than 20 years old I had guessed. Once again, he treated me with compassion, rubbing his hands across my cheeks. Although I go love rough sex, there is something to be said about compassion. Apparently there was for him also, as his cock slowly began to rise as he caressed me. Before inserting his rock hard cock in my mouth, he bent down and kissed me. So much different than brother Stephen. He slowly and gently began to fuck my face, and it wasn’t long before I started tasting his salty precum. He quickly moved around me, spreading my ass cheeks wide, and began to eat the seed which Brother Stephen had deposited in me. As he removed his tongue from my ass, I was prepared to receive his cock, however he came to my front, and felched brother Stephens seed to me. My cock had finally had enough, and although caged, it shot an amazing load on the floor. He got on the floor, and greedily licked it up, once again felching it with me. Although there was not much of my seed on the floor, he scooped up what he could with his finger, and rubbed it upon my now wrecked hole. He inserted his cock into my hole, and fucked strong and steady, just like a young buck does. His pace quickened, and I knew he was about to blow after about 15 minutes. He quickly removed his cock from my ass, and came around to my face. Although my mouth was wide open, he cam all over my face, with only some getting into my mouth. Even after he came, he was rock hard, and pushed the cum on my face into my eagerly awaiting mouth.

MEETING THE ELDERS When I arrived at the temple, Father promptly greeted me wearing nothing but his scarf and a wide smile. The temple looked somewhat different this time. I was completely dark, with the exception of the red candles on the alter, and other similar candles around the room. Behind the alter there were three chairs with three red hooded and robed figures in them. Behind them was a St Andrews cross with a red scarf draped across it. Father instructed me to disrobe, and be inspected by the Elders. Upon disrobing, the father coverer my eyes with a blindfold and led me to the kneeling bench next to the alter to first receive his blessings. I felt his familiar cock enter my mouth for a brief period, before he removed in, and a different one was in its place. It was hard to believe, but it was longer and thicker than the fathers. As he throat fucked me, he groaned quite a bit. Judging by his very bushy crotch, and the sound of grunts, I was thinking he was an older guy. After 5-10 minutes, his cock was removed, and yet another entered my mouth. Although he was not as thick as the other two, his cock was pierced, and the longest yet. He showed no mercy in ramming his cock down my throat gagging me, and bringing tear to my eyes. Luckily he didn’t throat fuck me for very long, and slapped my face after his cock was withdrawn, and the final cock put in my mouth. This one was quite different. He was quite compassionate patting my head, and kissing what I am sure was a beet red cheek from the slap that I had received. He gently put his cock into my mouth and started thrusting bit by bit, until he reached a feverous pace. As he went balls deep, I could tell that he had a closely trimmed bush. Combined with that and his furious thrusting, I had the feeling that he was rather young. As I sucked his cock, I could feel his cock pre cumming very heavily. As he withdrew his cock, the father said it was now time to receive his blessing and celebrate the fellowship service. He once again led me closer to the alter, and grabbed the all familiar chalice, and said, “drink ye all of it.” By now I was used to the effects of it, but this time, it seemed much more powerful than ever. My mind was flying, and my engorged cock was straining in its chastity device. I had not shot a load in quite some time, and felt the need for release. The father could tell I was in pain, and just said your time will come soon enough son. He led me to the kneeling bench and instructed me to take the proper position. Once again, I felt those familiar shards entering my ass, once again they had a stronger effect on me than ever before. He removed my blindfold, but the three robed individuals must have been behind me, as I was not able to see them. After about 15 minutes, I felt his seed spurting deep in my ass. I was sweating profusely, and the father offered me another drink from the chalice. Everything became very hazy to me. I do remember him telling me it was now time to meet the Elders. He explained that I had just worshiped their cocks to prepared them for entry, however there would not be any blessing that I would receive from them. I begged him to allow their blessings inside me, but as the father explained, this was designed to choose an elder to take me down my chosen path. I pleaded with the father to let me enjoy their blessings, and he just said in time my son. The first to welcome me to the flock was Brother Jay followed by Brothers Stephen and Zack.

Let me know if you ever get to Orlando, and you can do ALL of the above!

I have to agree, I rarely use the term fag, but will if the word cunt is used on me.

You do not stand alone! When a guy uses the word cunt while breeding me, I just respond by saying breed my ass you fucking fag. If you want a cunt, find a woman. This generally pisses them off and they began to fuck me a bit harder. Its a win win for both I guess.

THANS to all of you for the love shown thus far! ANY feedback is welcome! I have been working on updates for the last several days. I have never had chem sex, so I'm reading through stories, trying to get ideas of how to proceed, and describe. There is still some build up going on, but expect some slamming, blood slams, caverject and G thrown into the mix! Also curious to know what yu think about the length of the stories? I have tried to keep them relatively short. Although longer stories are good for edging and gooning, they can tend to get a bit muddled to me.

THE SECOND SERVICE I arrived promptly at 6pm as instructed, wearing the proper church attire, and knocked three times as before. The Father immediately opened the door, wearing nothing but his rainbow-colored scarf. His cock was in a semi state of arousal but generally hanging. Something was different this time though. The father had a rather large PA in his cock. He saw the look of excitement in my eyes, and greeted me into his temple. I was led to the kneeling bench, where I was instructed to disrobe, and worship his holy post. I had sucked a cock with a PA before, but never one this large. As his post enlarged, he began to aggressively face fuck me. His PA hitting and clanging against my teeth. After about 10 minutes, he withdrew his raging cock from my mouth, and once again removed a filled chalice, to which he said, “drink ye all of it.” I quickly obliged, and once again felt a wonderful feeling rush through my body. My pathetic cock started to strain within its cage, and became somewhat painful. Father then instructed me to lay over the bench with my ass high in the air. I then once again felt his fingers stretching my ass, and the name familiar feel of sharp chards being shoved up my hungry and needy ass. The Father simply said, take this body for your conversion into the faith. Once again, the Father reached under the cloth, and brought out a familiar brown bottle. He explained that my conversion to the faith was not meant to be painful, but I would need these for the blessing that I was about to receive. My mind was already racing, and as he held the bottle to my nose, I felt a familiar warm rush through my body. When he felt that I was ready, he asked if I was ready to receive the blessing that I desired. Of course I was. His rather large cock with its PA still worried me, however I knew it would help me receive the blessing that I desired. With that the Father pulled apart my quivering ass cheeks, using only spit as a lube. He immediately thrust his cock into me balls deep, and although it hurt, it was a good kind of hurt. He pounded my ass hard for a good 15 minutes, most of the time while chanting something in Latin. I could tell when he was ready to shoot his poison deep inside me, yet he asked if I was ready for the blessing I was to receive. As I said Yes Father, I could feel his seed flooding my ass. He remained inside me, still hard for a good 5 minutes or so. Before he pulled out, he once again reached under the covered alter, and removed a rather large butt plug, emblazoned with a biohazard symbol on its base. He withdrew his cock, and quickly inserted the plug up my ass. Although his cock was large, the plug was much thicker. I could feel his precious seed leaking down my leg as he inserted the plug. He immediately began licking the cum from my leg, and instructed me to roll over. As I did, the Father put his lips to mine, saying that precious seed was not to be wasted. Afterwards, I was instructed to thoroughly clean his holy post. It was once again covered in a red frothy seed, much more red than out first time. After the cleaning, Father instructed me to get dressed, and to keep the plug in me for at lest 24 hours. He thanked me for attending services, and asked if I would be back for Sunday service and I said yes Father. A wide smile came across his face as I said that. He said that I was becoming a loyal member of the church, and that Sunday was a special religious holiday, and that I would be meeting other church Elders then. He instructed me to wear my usual church attire, and to make sure that the plug was inside me upon arrival. With that he patted me on my head, and said “depart in friendship.”

The ”Blessing”: Up until my blessing, I had not seen the father totally naked. After his seed was implanted deep in me, he untied my arms, and instructed me to roll over on my back, clean his holy post, and witness the blessing that I had received. For the first time, I saw his chiseled body, as I was instructed to clean his holy post. The first thing that I noticed was a scorpion tat, surrounded by a pentagram. My mind went racing, and it was obvious to him. He reminded me that I had come to confess to taking poz loads, and that he was fully toxic, to which I thanked the Father. He told me that I was now a part of the church, but there were rules that I MUST abide to. First of all he instructed me that I was to have no sexual activity outside of the temple. He asked if I was totally committed the becoming part of his church, to which I replied yes. Once again, he reached under the cloth on the table, and removed a chastity cage. I informed him that I was a total bottom, and he interrupted by saying that even though, my seed was not to be spent even by jacking off. With that, he locked the cage around my cock, and he held onto the key. He informed me that I would be allowed to share my seed, however it was only when he decided that I could do so. Secondly, he told me that I must attend two services each and every week, even though it was likely that I would become very ill shortly. He informed me that I would be well taken care of during any illness that I might have. Lastly, he explained that I was not to tell anyone else about the church, unless I consulted him first. He explained that while most churches survive on money collected during services, the only collections here would be made of precious seed, and the church was quite particular in its membership. With that I was instructed to put back on my clothes, and depart in friendship, and the next service would be scheduled on Wednesday at 6pm. I did as instructed and thanked the father. After I returned home, my mind was racing. I was worn out, and immediately jumped into bed. Could it be true that the blessing that I had received really happened, or was it just a dream? As I felt my cock stiffening within its cage, I realized that it had indeed happened. I reached down to stroke my cock, but the chastity device did as it was intended. With that I fell into a deep sleep.