Satan's Feast

A cross country adventure leads to deliverence of a soul to Satan 
and the flesh to his disciples.

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Joel was 35 living in Manhattan and thoroghly bored with his 
brokerage job. He amassed a good bit of wealth and decided to 
become adventurous by thumbing rides from New York to California. 
This was some time for him to smell the roses and taste the 
outdoors as well as meet people from the heart of the country in 
his travels. He set out in mid July when you could fry eggs on the 
sidewalks of Manhattan in a pair of cutoff dungarees, tee shirt and 
he carried a backpack with what he considered essential stuff for 
the adventure.  Joel was a rather handsome man, carrying himself at 
six foot one inch, having a muscular body with a good bit of hair 
accross his well defined chest. Of course there was the stripe of 
dark black hair running down over the naval to his pubic area. Joel 
spent some time working out at the local gym, but he was not a nut 
job about exercise. In short, he looked good. For this reason, it 
was not too long before a semi rig stopped on Rt.80 and picked Joel 
up for a first real leg to the west coast. They drove and talked 
about various subjects including Joel's adventure. Soon Joel 
noticed that Sam, the driver, began sporting a rather large bulge 
in his levis. Joel responded by slowly spreading his legs and 
signaling Sam that he was interested with a lump of his own. They 
continued to chat and Sam suggested perhaps a rest for the night. 
Joel smiled as he knew this could be hot. Sam pulled his rig into a 
truckers motel out in western Pa., bought a pair of six packs and 
they both entered the room. It was hot alright thought Joel as he 
knelt before Sam and took his huge cock deep in his throat. Sam 
went nuts with the scene and soon they were into every possible 
position two men could conceive. Finally, Sam sent his seed spewing 
down Joel's gut and Joel just lapped it up tasting the sweet cum 
being fed to him. Joel had his rocks off deep in Sam's anal canal 
which felt to Sam like Joel sent a gallon to his chute.           
The next day Sam and Joel parted in a small burg in Indiana, since 
their paths were now to part. The hugged and both appreciated the 
evening spent enjoying each others bodies as only two males can in 
such a short moment of time.                                      
Now it was time to find the next leg of the journey. Joel found 
himself in a crossroads town at the local gas station.  Phil was 
pumping gas and caught Joel's attention immediately. Phil was about 
5' 10" well muscled with blond hair tied in a ponytail. He had some 
strange looking tatoos on his arms, but all in all a real stud 
looking guy. Joel asked whether any westbound traffic was due 
through the town, to which Phil replied, "ya neva know". Just then 
a pickup pulled in for gas and out stepped Gary, a tall ebony black 
haired dude with a sort of afro hairstyle. Gary was lanky but about 
6' 4" and really sexy looking. Joel struck up a conversation with 
Gary and soon Joel jumped into Gary's truck and they were off to 
Gary's place for the evening. As conversation went Gary asked Joel 
what his most far out fantasy was. Joel thought for a moment and 
said, "Not to turn you off, but I have always wondered what a 
Satanic sexual ritual would be like with a coven of dudes having no 
inhabitions. Gary laughed out loud and looked at Joel with a stare 
and said, "You may get your wish"  This is rural country and you 
may be suprised at what you find. After further talk, Gary 
suggested a meeting with the town Reverend. The drove to the church 
where Gary introduced Joel to Jim. Jim was a white haired classical 
churchman, with a stoic expression on his face. After some talk, 
the Reverend asked Joel if he would like to experience a Satanic 
Ritual first hand. Joel responed with a major hardon in his shorts, 
but in the affirmative. The next day Joel entered the church with 
Gary and was led down a corridor to steps leading to the basement. 
The church was quiet and soon Jim appeared in his robes to admit 
Gary and Joel to the special chapel in the basement of the church. 
Jim explained to Joel that he must be properly prepared for the 
service and bade Gary to make the preparations. Gary brought Joel 
to a small side chamber where he explained the necessity of shaving 
all hair and ridding the body of soil. Thus Joel submitted himself 
to the removal of all body hair and a complete enema.              
The service was about to begin and unbeknownst to Joel, this would 
be his last time with mortals. Joel was led into the main chamber 
with an altar table in the center. Candles were flickering all 
about and Joel was bade to lay upon the alter for initiation. Music 
softly played and Jim and Gary intoned a chant to Satan. Suddenly, 
two other bodies appeared. Phil slowly walked in arm in arm with 
Jonathan, who was the Reverend's son at his initiation. Joel was 
already strapped to the altar when the others appeared. There was a 
sudden fear upon Joel's face that this was not an ordinary service. 
And it was not!  The sexual acts began as Gary threw off his robe 
as well as the others. Each man was hard as steel and their penises 
spoke for themselves as Joel knew he was in trouble. Jim began to 
intone a prayer to Satan and Jonathan lowered his head to Joel's 
now expanding cock, for even though Joel was frightened, his man 
juices were flowing. Joel began to shift right to left, his ass 
rising and lowering as Jonathan sucked upon his penis. Joel's blood 
was pumping and his heart was palpitating with fear and extosy. As 
Joel's final moment arrived he thrust his hips up to Jonathan and 
began to spurt cum into Jonathan's mouth. Jonathan savored the 
nectar while Gary slid his well honed fillet knife under Joel's 
balls. A flick of the wrist. Joel let out an earth shattering 
scream as his balls and cock separated from his body. There was 
actually a popping sound because of the blood pressure of his steel 
hard cock. The red juice squirted from Joel and began to just pump 
out of the three inch hole created in his body. Jonathan quickly 
began to devour the genitals of Joel while he could see and 
understand the ceremony. Joel watched and moaned as he saw his 
balls sucked one by one into Jonathans mouth. Each ball in whole 
then crushed by the molars and chewed to extinction and swallowed. 
Joel's cock, which was more than adequate, of about 7" and thick 
and veiny was now being sucked into Jonathan's mouth, base first. 
Joel watched as his manhood was being ground to bits and Jonathan 
closed his eyes in delight as his stomach inhaled the sweet taste 
of manhood. The disciples chanted prayers to Satan as Joel's 
journey came to a close. Joel would become a feast of flesh in the 
coven service that evening. As the life blood slowly left Joel, he 
lost feeling in his legs and arms. Phil and Gary were performing 
every kind of hostile action to Joel's body as Joel was losing 
senses. Joel screamed occasionally only to be hushed by Jim. 
Finally, Joel looked into Gary's eyes as Gary was plunging his cock 
into Joel's open wound and said goodby. Gary just said "die, boy". 
Well Joel died and he was devoured that night by the coven.