Ritual of Desecration

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I had just turned 23. My buds and I drove out to New Orleans for the weekend to celebrate. We booked rooms at the Hilton on Canal Street. I had never been to the Big Easy and was terribly excited. We did the whole "Ghost tour" thing and I had my fortune told in a little store on St. Anne just south of Bourbon St., and we drank, and drank, and drank, and did I mention that we DRANK? On our third night there we all decided to go out and explore the city on our own. Jeff and Paul had met these two girls at a bar last night who agreed to go out on a date with them. Phillip wanted to tour the Garden District, and Randy was invited to some rave party. I was left to my own devices for the night.

I took a shower and started picking through my clothes. I decided on a pair of ripped jeans and a blue button down shirt. As I walked, not paying much attention as to where I was going, I found myself in need of a drink. Thirst had hit me and as I looked around I saw a little place called Rawhides and went inside. I ordered a rum and coke and sat at the bar, the bartender was really nice so I left him a good tip. When I started looking around I noticed there were more guys than girls in the place, and when my attention came to the overhead televisions I learned why. The big giant dick on the screen told me everything I needed to know.

"Oh well, enjoy your drink James." I said to myself. After all, I had been curious about what sex with another man would be like. My friends would rag on me and give me hell if they ever found out, and I know that if I ever said I was gay they would be totally cool with it. Hell, this is New Orleans, the gay capital of the south.

"Hi!" said a voice off to my right. When I looked over to greet this stranger my eyes fell on the greek Adonis! Big, burly, chiseled. This guy had to be at least 6'8", and 190 lbs. He had beautiful short, curly, dark brown hair. A little shading of beard on his face. A thick patch of hair showing on his chest from where his shirt was undone. Biceps that looked as if they could crush a car in under three seconds. Broad shoulders. And a very nice size package pressing against the inside of his jeans. This man was the physical manifestation of sex! A walking, living, god among men, and he is talking to me! Me, the 5'7", brown haired, brown eyed boy who barely reaches 170 lbs fully dressed. I am not a bad looking guy, but I would describe myself as being more average than anything else.

"Hello." I said, giving him a casual friendly smile.

"My name's Patrick. This your first time here?"

"I'm James, and yes actually. I been walking the quarter all night and I got lost and thirsty so I walked into here to get a drink and rest my feet a bit."

"Well James I am glad you came in tonight. It's nice to see a new face here every once in a while."

His smile was sincere. In my mind I found myself begging him to fuck my ass until I passed out! I had never thought I would actually be seriously wishing to have another man shove his cock up my ass. I was so totally drawn to him. Then a large pop caught my attention and I looked away from Patrick for a moment to find the cause of the sound and to quickly compose myself. Perhaps I looked away too long? I don't know what guys do with guys in places like this. Do I need to talk about my shoe size or something?

"I have an idea." he said, "Why don't you finish your drink and then we can go back to my place. Its just around the block."

"That sounds like a good idea to me."

Oh god, this stud is inviting me back to his place! And I agreed!!! Well it was just an invite to his place, maybe we are going to just watch porn and jack each other off or something. I need a drink!

After about three minutes or so of chit chat and looking Patrick's body over, I downed my drink entirely and said "Lets go."

We started walking down the street alone, and then.. .. .. .. .. BLACK!!!

When I came too I was a little dizzy at first. I wanted to rub my eyes but my arms were stuck above my head. When I felt my wrists with my hands I discovered that I was handcuffed, and the cuffs were attached to something that no human could possibly move. I was cold, naked, and strapped to a concrete table with my legs hanging off the other end. I couldn't twist my body and roll off because I would have broken both of my wrists and possibly an arm in the process. I could feel my nakedness against the cold of the table I was on, it felt like stone.

I was able to look around the room I was in just a little bit. I saw fat red pillar candles with two white taper candles on each side of the red one, all in a huge circle around me as far as I could tell. To my left looked like some ritualistic altar with a knife, sword, cup, a marble penis statue, and that was all I could make out. I was naked, tied down, surrounded by candles, and I was in front of an altar..... was I abducted by Jesus freaks gone bat shit crazy? Are my friends playing a secret prank on me? What the hell is going on???

A door slammed somewhere I couldn't see and I heard the sound of heavy foot steps walking closer to me, "Let me go!" I shouted, but no reply. I heard some shuffling near me. I cried out louder "Let me the fuck go!" and then a hand grabbed me by my hair and picked my head up and slid a blindfold on me. I kept screaming and screaming for help to only be answered by my own echo. I even cried out for my Adonis, Patrick, but he never came. Do they have him too? I cried out louder and louder until the person who blindfolded me shoved a ball gag in my mouth and strapped it around me before he put a burlap sack over my entire head. I could feel him putting a collar around my neck to keep the sack from working its way loose. Now all I could do was listen to my own muffled cries for help. I heard a lighter being flicked, they were lighting the candles. It took what seemed like forever. I still fought against my restraints but with no luck. Feet were being shuffled around me. Hands were touching me all over. My arms, legs, chest, dick, balls. But these hands felt different, like squishy, and then when I felt the five razors start rubbing my skin I knew I was being shaved completely. I had best not move, the last thing I want to do is have the guy shaving my balls hack them off. Tears started running down my face. A loud chain was rattled and my hands were being moved along with the rest of my body, I was being flipped over! They shaved my ass, then flipped me back over.

After I was washed down and dried, I heard again the shuffling of feet around me and the occasional hand reaching out to touch various parts of my body. I was terrified. Then I heard Patrick! He whispered into my ear "Relax, you are going to be ok. This will all be over soon. We just needed a vessel and you were prime for it. Lay back and enjoy, soon you will be one of us, one of the Brotherhood."

If only I could have moved more than a pathetic lunge I would have ripped his eyes out of his fucking head! What did he mean I was about to be a part of the Brotherhood? Either way, what he told me was enough to let me know that I was going to live! Maybe they just needed a physical body to be present for their ritual, they didn't have to shave me though. Either way, I am going to survive.

I heard clanking on the altar as if someone was picking something up. It sent chills all through me.

"Hail guardians of the watchtowers of the east......"

Ok so this is a cult thing! They don't kill people, and I do know they work naked. I think they call this a circle casting. I decided that I would go along with it and relax and just go with it, it could be fun. After the circle was cast a few other things were said that I don't remember. What I do remember very vividly was as follows:

"Today let us celebrate the breeding of the blessed vessel of men, let us offer the great Phallus worship by flooding, whith our seed, the orifices of the vessel. Let us rejoyce brethren. For today we shall kneel and worship the mighty and irresistable Phallus."

Oh nice! They are going to worship my cock!

"Upon the altar his mighty seed shall be shed for us men to drink and to know our god."

This isn't how I thought my first gay sexual encounter would go.

"Upon this day, I shall desecrate the chalice. I shall masturbate upon the altar stone. I shall shed my seed, at the Ritual of Desecration, let us all partake."

I wonder if they are all just going to shoot cum on me? I felt a finger drawing something on my forehead. I guess this is what they must do then.

"All that is human and male exists to create opportunities for the worship of Phallus. Every moment that is spent in worship is rewarded with joy and satisfaction and meaning. In the heart of the worshiper, there is a perfect and burning longing for union with Phallus, for the flooding of seed into the body and soul of the worshiper.

Unto thee mighty god I offer the seed of my phallus, at a ritual offering within thy temple, we shall shed our seed and feed all. Let the Lords of omnipotent Phallus cloak themselves. Grant unto us, thy servants, thine infernal lust!

Oh master of lust and perversion, imbue our bodies with thine abysmal lust. Make us worthy of this ritual, for we are thy sons! As we worship, the flow of incandescent adoration for Phallus becomes nourishment for the creation of the Universe! The more selfless and absolute we are devoted, the greater the flow, from our heart and life-force, into the power of Phallus! Infernal energy of lust, enter our souls and bodies! Let the breeding at the ritual begin!"

This is when my legs were lifted and I could feel a dick being pressed into my ass hole! Was this man even wearing a condom? It hurt like hell, the only lube he used was spit! In and out, in and out! Oh fuck this felt better than I could ever have imagined. Then I heard a different voice start speaking.

"Let us worship the pendulous, heaviness of God, the warm blood filled flesh, the thick veins that pulse under our tongue. Let us all give true devotion to the Phallic fire that sustains all creation!

Our cunts shall feed with lust, shall satiate fully the phallic urge of all men, for they shall be portals to ineffable joy, filled with the blessed seed of men. Let all place and time be offered to the worship and service of men. Let us do the will of our God Phallus, to give pleasure to and awaken all men upon Earth.

Let us deny no man upon Earth the utter satisfaction of their blessed cravings, for we are the servants of lust upon Earth, offering our cunts and bodies to the pleasures of men, and to fulfill our purpose to lust and the urges of the sons of men.

There is no love other than the love of the worshiper for Phallus. The heart of the worshiper is filled with the essence of Phallus, the fluids that flow through phallus, the smell of phallus, the throbbing presence of every phallus!

We shall feed on our seed to please God Phallus. His infernal lust dwells within these sacred cells of the seed of enlightenment and knowledge. Let us do the will of Phallus, let us intoxicate our senses, partaking of the seed of Phallus' lust.

On our knees we long for and pray to the sacred knowledge that is semen. When you look at a man, know that this flesh, this hair, these eyes and hands and muscles and mind are all creations of Phallus and Phallus will be adored and worshiped."

"Love men as vessels of semen, of seed; and love men as the bearers of Phallus, the living-place and temple of Phallus. Let us give our semen freely to all men. As we ejaculate, let us allow Phallus to fully express its majesty. Lust lies deep withing the phallus, that sacred seed we shed is replete with infernal energies. Let us all shed our seed for men, to feast on a worship as sons of Phallus."

The fucking I was getting was so hot! I could feel my dick getting harder and harder with each thrust into my ass. I was being fucked for the very first time in my life! Then I heard the anonymous man fucking me say out loud "I'm coming! I am filling your virgin cunt with my AIDS fucker!" and he thrust as deep into me as he could as he shot his load. I couldn't move. I couldn't cry. I couldn't beg for help. All I could do was lay there and let him inject my ass with his AIDS. I sobbed as much as I could considering my entrapment. That is when the man fucking me pulled out and said:

"Receive our seed offering tonight. We offer unto thee the seed of our lust. Mighty Phallus we offer our seed into the vessel as a pledge of our worship unto you. Let us brethren breed the cunts of men with the lust of phallus deep in our loins. For this pleasure is beyond words, beyond all other earthly delights.

With Phallic lust raging within, let us breed the cunts of men. Their cunts are portals of intense pleasure. Let these forces of lust flow freely and make whole all men. May the cunts of all mortal men be bred by thy true servants of Phallus, let the cunts of thy slaves be offered to all perversions.

On our knees let us worship mans sacred seed and devote ourselves to this ever flowing sacred seed. Flooding the fluids of lust into the body and soul of the worshiper. Giving pleasure to Phallus is the purest prayer, and giving pleasure to the cunts of men awakens all men to perfect life of self fulfillment and incomparable lust.

Phallus is the oldest and deepest religion given to our species. By falling on our knees and accepting Phallus as God with our heart, soul, mind and body, we are joining the infinite Brotherhood that has threaded through history, through creation.

The cunts of men shall be inpregnated, flooded with lust and the sacred seed. They shall give us pleasure beyond compare, to serve our god and create his legion of the sons of men.

Be merciful unto me, oh lord God Phallus, for man shall swallow cum every day of his life. Your holy juice is the seed of life. All men around the world must worship you daily by sucking cock very hard and swallowing hot come with dedicated love. May your holy seed be available to all men who suck in glory and worship.

Let us desecrate on this profane day. Let Phallus' infernal lust guide us, and show unto men our truest nature. Upon the altar we shall breed the cunts of men. Hail God Phallus"

That is when every man took his turn fucking me and filling me with their cum. I was fucked by 13 cocks that night. Every one of them had either unmedicated HIV or AIDS. That was 4 months ago. Today I have AIDS and I am med resistant. After, when I was released that night of the ritual, I sat down and I cried. I have not been back to New Orleans since that night, and I have never heard a thing from Patrick. I was gang raped. I enjoyed the violation. The other night I came clean to my friends about being gay. They were all cool with it. Phillip even confessed that he was curious about getting fucked in the ass. Tonight he is coming over and he plans to ride my cock bare. Guess I have decided to pass on my super bug.

That is my Ritual of Desecration, my adoration to Phallus. Blessed be....

[Guest virgoz]

What a great way to be gifted

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The awesome part is that is an actual ritual but some of the details have been altered. I would love a TRUE ritual gifting, just not that many poz gifters in my area, and I know even less poz gifters who are into wicca and ceremonial rituals such as this one.

[scottyboy]

Wow guy quite a story. Makes me all the more curious about stuff like this but. Def horny read.

[fwap]

Wow guy quite a story. Makes me all the more curious about stuff like this but. Def horny read.

Thanks man. Glad you enjoy it.

[btm2bbred]

Terrifying, but fascinating read. Thanks, fwap.

Don't think that I want to be the vessel sacrifice to Phallus, but def. would like to be a voyeur in the congregation at a ritual pozzing.

Hmmm? Symbolic 13 cocks cumming in a tied up, hooded, helpless bottom with no control. Being a vessel for Phallus does have some benefits.

[Guest BgchaserATX]

Very hot. Would love to be the bottom in a ritual pozzing.

[Bttm2go]

Wow, that would be hot. Thanks for the story.

[Guest kiwipozpig]

GREAT way to be gifted and filled with undedicated strains and AIDS. Great story

[mike43]

Very hot story would love to be a vessel for the brotherhood

[Beastboy42]

Love the story, but wish it was told from the Point Of View of the pozzers, than the bottom

Still would love more chapters, perhaps the converted newcomer must go out and spread the Unholy Seed.

[Cheshire_Cub]

Wow, would love to be part of that Coven and be converted xxx

[Guest mspsubmale]

sooooo....how often is this Ritual of Descration performed...and do they take volunteers?????

[Guest]

Fukkin HOT story. Poz breeding rituals celebrate the bug and bind participants in an eternal brotherhood.