INTERVIEW WITH A DEMON

[bb3raw]

?   INTERVIEW WITH A DEMON

(WARNING: Deep evil, immoral, ritual, Devil, demonic - story fiction)

Like any other day, it starts with the thought of sex. From the time I wake up in the morning with a hard-on. My usual routine is to jack off and start the day. If I don’t, I’m driven to search out sex throughout the day. This particular day, I forgo the jack-off routine and check my ad emails online. Hoping to make a hook-up.

I Proceeded to get a couple hits over night. Sometimes I get lucky and others I can tell it’s just plain run-around. I write back or just delete.
But, one email caught my eye. It had subject titled “ HAIL Sarah Palin”

What the fuck! Not one for scam or wacko emails. I was so close to deleting the email and move on.
My finger, curiously moved from the delete button, My hand moved the mouse like a Ouija game board marker. Before I knew it, the email opened up. A brief description opened up above my ad. 

“Hail brother! We saw your ad. My name is Jason. I’m 45 y.o, 5’-9”, 190#, bald, 8” cock. Let’s meet. Hope to hear back from you!.”

It was a simple response. Attached to the email were a couple pics of Jason. One was a close up picture of his thick cock and hanging balls. Though, a couple things caught me off guard. Who is “We”? And what is with this “Hail brother” and “Hail Sarah Palin”?

Trembling from the simple email, I was intrigued. Not sure what to do. Being a clean cut type with Christian upbringing, I paused. In the end, I sent back a reply. Very basic email. Not giving out too much information. 
   As I “SEND” my email I started to get up, a “ding” email came back. It was from Jason. Damn, he must have been sitting at his computer anticipating to hear from me.

I opened it up and it said he was available anytime. He preferred to meet at his place and in the evening or nights. It gave his text/phone number. It showed local number. Hey, what the heck, I texted him back right away.

We had a open basic dialog back and forth for 10 minutes. I wasn’t still sure of what this was all about. I was still intrigued but unsure if I wanted to meet with him. But, he was insistent  in meeting this evening. I agreed to time and his place. 

[cumhole1919]

Who can't identify with this introduction?

[bb3raw]

Part 2.

 

It was a  Fall gray gloomy evening. I anxiously drove to the given address. It took a good hour.  I parked across the street from an older historic style Bungalow home. Unkept exterior. Nothing unusual in this neighborhood. Though, the exterior was dark. It had a front porch with railings that needed work and dead ivy growing to the ceiling. Shrubs that needed trimming. A wrought iron gate around the yard.  A gravel driveway that led to a large leaning garage in the back. No vehicles in the driveway.  My gaze looked up toward the peak and I saw a round disk diagram star nailed to the upper front exterior wall.
   I slightly shuttered came over me. My skin began to get chilled. Was I at the right house? It looked abandoned. Though there were some dimly lit windows.

I approached the house. some scattered leaves blew in front of me. As to block me. I stepped on them to make a crunching sound. I knocked on the door and stood silently. I heard nothing, but wind blowing leaves. Then I heard “Hey! Over hear.” to my surprise was a shadowy figure sitting in the shadow of the porch. I must have jumped and twisted toward the voice. “Hail Sarah Palin!”. I uttered the same response. 

The figure man stood up and was taller than I thought. He glided across the porch floor toward me. An illusion since there was no lights on. His arms reached out toward me and embraced me. His left arm slithered down and cupped my crotch and further to my rear ass. He gave a firm grasp of my right ass cheeks.

He said, “Come inside.” The unlocked tall door opened up so effortlessly. he still had his had down at my ass kneading my ass cheek and fingering my ass crack.
Inside was no different in temperature; cold. And, my eyes were straining to see inside for lack of lighting. The door shut behind us. The wall sconce lights came on dimly to light the walls that had embossed blood burgundy color wall paper. Tall ceilings and dark stained wood floor. Around  front room was a main fireplace. A small gas flame flared up to light the fake logs. Above the mantle was a large 4’x6” oil painting what appear to be rows of corn. The painting was disturbing. Perhaps because of the dark colors and the twisting of the corn with a single path leading into darkness. Darkness that seemed mesmerizing and draws the eye in further.

Jason was still clinging to me. I was getting excited since my cock was showing signs of getting bigger in my tight jeans. I felt the warmth of the fire inside the fireplace. He guided me to a leather couch and we sat next to each other. At this time I reached out and felt his chest. He was proud as he felt my hands touch his chest. He closed his eyes and took a steady breath inward to extend his chest even further. His right hand firmly grasp around my wrist and pushed further into his upper chest. Pulling my had down to his abdomen and finally to his crotch. Inside his pants was one big hard  throbbing cock!

Jason spoke up after a few minutes of us fondling each other. “You know why you are here…don’t you?”  I looked at him with a sly smirk and said, “Well, yeah!” He responded and said, “I don’t think so!” He proceeded to remove my hand from his crotch and he stood up. He looked so impressive towing over me. He took a few steps toward the fireplace and gazed into it with a silent stare.

He spoke in a methodical deep voice. “We want you to join our family. You see, I represent the…clan. A group of close-knit and interrelated group of men. With strong common interest.”
 

[Petereater]

I love where this is going...

[ericnl]

This story is already very promising! 

[tinkerblizz]

Can't wait for more.

[pozpopperpig]

Great start!

[bb3raw]

Thanks to one and ALL on feed back of my story. More to come!

[oinker]

 Ah yes more and more to cum soon I hope OINK

[SFRubberLeather]

So far VERY interesting

[Hellboy]

Hot start

[Poz-Mcr]

Bring it on

[richmondass]

fuck, i hope there is more. Hot start

[CamoPup]

Sarah Palin is scarier than any creature of Hell

[bb3raw]

Part 3.

As he stood there motionless to gather his thoughts, I was quite. Looking around questioning myself of why I was there. The thought, again, came across my mind of why Jason referred to “We” in his email introduction. Finally, I spoke up. “Uh, I’m not totally clueless. I suspect that you want to have a threeway, right?” My cock became hard in saying that.

Jason turned around and looked at me with a deviant look on his face. He was glowing from the flames off the fireplace. His eyes were aglow with shimmering red from the reflection of the flames of the fire. Jason spoke, “You are so right! But it’s more than a threeway. My ‘family’…my ‘brothers’ and I number in size. We would love to have you join us.”

“Well, you can count me in. It sounds like a hot time!” I said. “When?”

Jason reached out with his arm and latched onto my arm to literally lift me up from the couch. We went down the dark hallway. I literally was holding on to him in the darkness. We went to a back room. And, stopped. He snapped his finger and a dirty dingy dull light came on. It was a sleazy bedroom with black walls with scribbled in red glossy paint, various sayings, quote, symbol and prayers.  and,  a dirty large bed. Jason reach into the closet and said “ strip down and put this robe on.”  he turn and reached to an adjoining side door, into another bedroom.

As I stripped, I flung off my clothes to the side. I picked up the black robe and dropped it on me. It was silky smooth and felt good against my body. Jason already was standing in the doorway and told me to follow him. I think Jason  was admiring my naked body from afar.

We went back down the hallway and to another hallway that was much shorter in length. At the end, Jason open the door and a warm breeze came out. It let to stairs that were dimly lit. There was a scent of innocence burning. The stairs creaked as I stepped down barefoot. At the base of the stairs, Jason flung on his hood and grabbed mine to cover up my head.

We walled down a corridor that had black smooth walls that glistened. Off in the distant was chanting. And a putrid piss smell wafting into my nostrils. It smelled like a mens bathroom that had never been cleaned. At the end of the corridor was a room that was lit by candles. I can see shadows on the wall moving and swaying. The chanting became louder. 

I stood at the end of the corridor and I was amazed to see it vastly open up into a large sub open space. In the center of the room was a slab. Around the room were a dozen or so men in similar black robes standing and swaying around the altar. Chanting in the back ground from an unknown source. Around the room were idols of demon like figure. Grotesque  faces looking down from the corner ceiling. And a couple of cauldrons that were bubbling away with the smell of piss. I guess I hesitated too long, because Jason pushed me further in with his body to block me from leaving.

Escorted up to the black/gray slab altar I was able to see the entry way being sealed off by a thick door. The spacious room was black walls. There were pentagrams on the walls and the floor. aside from various demon figures was a large horned figure with an enormous cock holding an orb that shined dull red.

A voice spoke up from one of the hooded figures. “Welcome brothers! HAIL Sarah Palin!”. All returned a reply!  “HAIL Sarah Palin!”