KIDS IN SATAN’S SERVICE 5

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Feature Title: KIDS IN SATAN’S SERVICE 5

Published: 09.11.2020 / Nifty / kids-in-satans-service

Story Codes: Blasphemy, Sodomy, Young, Devil Worship

Kid’s in Satan’s Service 5

Colin was called “New Meat” by the thirteen-year-olds in the shower but he was actually more developed than half of those boys. Even some of the girls played with their pussies to signal their availability but Colin was unaffected by them. His focus was on the boys. He wasn’t shy about looking and pulling on his long thick cock in the shower. When they got dressed, Clay and Samuel went off with him to the seventh-grade classes. Colin wasn’t much of a scholar and he struggled to keep up in regular school. Then came catechism.

“When you are initiated into the Circle, as close around your birthday as possible, after you turn thirteen, you are committing your life to serve Our Master, Satan, the Prince of Darkness. It is a permanent commitment. It also means for our faith community that you are a full-fledged member. Some of you will go on to be initiated into the Order of the Black Dragon. Some may go on to positions like Priest or Archon. It’s purely by merit. The Order of the Dragon are the ones that go into battle with Yahweh, infiltrate his world, and undermine it from within.”

Clay looked around at the class of young kids, all under thirteen, and he wondered how they decided and when.

“What do you have to do to be in the Order of the Dragon?” Clay asked.

The teacher smiled.

“You don’t have to do anything. You are selected. Your commitment to the Dark Lord matters, of course. You would be joining the shock troops in the war against Yahweh. You have to be totally committed. Then you just have to be the kind to succeed. Members of the Order are in politics, in law, in finance. They are even in Yahweh’s church. But they undermine Yahweh in all kinds of ways. The drug trade, casinos, bars and entertainment, porn, sex work. It’s a multi-front war.”

Clay knew instantly that was what he wanted for himself: the Order of the Black Dragon. He knew he was the happiest he had ever been since he came here. He hadn’t been in trouble since he got here. The things that used to get him in trouble weren’t a problem here.

Arguing with the teacher, asking questions, being a smart aleck, all of it was fine. They didn’t care. Sneaking alcohol? They’d be ashamed of you if you didn’t And sex is totally cool. Yeah, Clay figured he could serve Satan. Satan wasn’t like the dreary boring God that Kavanaugh had talked about, a weak sniveling but basically mean and nasty God. Yahweh. What a loser, Clay figured.

In Sex Ed, he turned in his diary. He had to list every one of his sexual experiences, every time he jacked off, his fantasies. His teacher wanted him to do more with Brianna, have more pussy because she said that members of the Order are naturally bisexual. It’s really a requirement. But today was to get graded on cock-sucking skills. And Clay was pumped for it.

Colin was the new kid so he wasn’t there. He was starting with a younger group from the beginning. Samuel was, though. Senior boys and junior Master’s volunteered to be sucked off. Clay’s examiner was a junior Master, a young man in his early twenties, lean and lithe and graceful, who taught sex ed in the lower school among other things. Not long before, Clay would have thought it weird that a teacher would be teaching little kids how to fap but now it seemed totally cool to him.

The examiner wasn’t hard. He had a fat cock, the kind that nature often gives to skinny guys, a baby’s arm nestled below trimmed brown pubes, hanging over full plump balls. He was uncut. Clay was happy with that. Having a foreskin meant there was more to work with, more to do. A better blow job. Clay didn’t get naked. But he did grab the examiner’s cock with his lips and nibble the head into his mouth.

He used his tongue and suction to get the examiner hard. He worked the dick and it stiffened in his mouth. Clay figured that he would get more excited seeing him naked and even though it was kind of against the rules, he pulled off his shirt. He was flat-chested and thin, just a whiff of pit hair but Clay figured he liked little kids. After all, he’s teaching them to pleasure themselves, and that fucking is good. At this school, even the little kids are rolling around naked.

“Sweet,” the junior Master said.

Pretty quickly the other kids were shirtless. In Satan’s world, rules are made to be broken. Even the girls. Their examiners had to work hard to not go for their tits. Yeah, even their rules are made to be broken.

He licked the shaft all the way up the piss vein and hen nibbled on the foreskin before taking him back down. The guy was hung and Clay couldn’t take him balls deep but he tried not to gag, figuring that would count against him. He worked the head with his tongue. He stroked it with his free hand.

The man had nice balls and Clay came off his dick and sucked on those. Clay was hard himself and it was uncomfortable in his shorts. He sucked on it and worked and his own cock, trapped by the fabric strained more and more. Finally, he thought fuck it, and undid his pants, pulling them down without coming off the dick he was sucking. He tried to but couldn’t. He just had to yank them down.

“Let me see,” the junior Master said.

Clay stood, his dick sticking straight up. He had a knot of thickening blond hair on either side of his dick, which was not as long or as thick as an adult’s, with a little bridge of sparse hair joining them across the top.

“Fuck you are ripe. You cum?”

“Some,” Clay said.

It was mostly thin and watery still.

“I’m going to volunteer again. I’d love to put a load in that sweet little ass of yours,” he said, “Suck my dick.”

Clay jumped on it, more horny now. He liked that he turned him on. And horny made him a better cock sucker. He took him down better, tugged on his balls as he used his mouth and lips to stroke his pole but he reserved a free hand to stroke his own dick. He had to. He was turned on.

The junior Master began to moan and groan some, wiggle some. He started to face fucking Clay and the kid just had to hold on and try not to gag. But he couldn’t. The Master shoved it in roughly and Clay pulled away, coughing and gagging but then he went right back on it, stroking with one hand and sucking with his mouth. This time, the Master let him do his thing.

“Oh, fuck, Lord Satan, here it comes!” the master said.

He unloaded, thick, hot, salty creamy in Clay’s mouth and he took it all, swallowed it all down. When he had, the Master rubbed him on the head and told him he had done well. Clay got an A for cock-sucking. He was disappointed it wasn’t an A+ but he noted that only two boys — Samuel was one — and no girls got an A+. He was happy. Happy but horny.

Clay, Samuel, and Brianna met up with Colin and went back to their cottage. There was a girl there, sitting on a bed with Sandor. She was tiny, short, and skinny, like a twig. She has small breasts.

“Guys, this is Amalia. She’s going to be part of the Team Ba’al,” Sandor said.

We introduced ourselves before she asked if we were all living in the same room together. When Sandor said we were, she announced that she didn’t like boys.

“There is no prejudice against lesbian sex, but Our Lord doesn’t want you to close yourself off to any sexual pleasure,” Sandor said, ”But do you think Brianna is hot?”

Amalia nodded that she did.

“I think you are cute too. The boys can watch us do it right. Girls rule and boys drool.”

Amalia was reluctant but the pull of pussy was too much for her. Brianna had a fine shaved crack and firm breasts. She looked good naked. Amalia didn’t want to get naked but Sandor coaxed her down to her bra and panties.

Clay thought she looked tiny, like a pixie, but he also wanted to see what was underneath the silk and fabric. He rubbed himself because he was still horny from the blow job. Brianna got on the bed and spread her legs so Amalia could get at it. She dove into Brianna’s pussy. Buried herself in it.

The first to come off was the bra. Her tits were small, like the rest of her tiny, but they were tits. She worked on Brianna’s pussy with her tongue and Brianna responded to it, rubbing her tits and reaching down to tap on her clit. Amalia licked and sucked and the boys, all of them hard, including Colin, could smell their excitement. They pulled down her panties and she let them do it. Clay got down underneath her and Amlaia lowered herself on his face but never stopped slurping on Brianna’s pussy.

Clay ate her out. He felt like he was getting better and better at sex and he definitely loved it. Loved it more than anything. And knowing that sex honored the Lord Satan made it cooler He licked her, lapping up her pussy juices as she oozed from her excitement. She moaned a bit as he tongued her. She wiggled her crotch on his face. He sucked on her cooch.

“Fuck her, Samuel,” Sandor said.

Samuel, the smallest of them, hairless but hard, got behind her and pushed his small cock up in her pussy. Clay didn’t move even though it was all awkward. He kept licking her even as Samuel fucked her. Soon she was moaning even more. Then Clay felt a warm wet mouth on his own stiff cock and wondered if it was Colin or Sandor sucking him off. He figured Colin. Ir didn’t matter. It felt good. Pussy and dick and mouths and it was all great. Clay knew he would never walk away from this life. He knew he was living the life most other seventh-grade boys could only dream of. He knew he was lucky.

Clay went after her pussy hard, licking and sucking. It was almost as if he wanted to prove that a boy’s tongue could give as much pleasure as a girl’s. Besides, he loved pussy as much as he loved dick So he lapped up her funky juices as Colin polished his pele. Of course, licking her pussy was licking Samuel’s thin stiffie too. Not that Samuel minded. He was born to it. He knew what life was.

That was when Clay knew. She needed to be really fucked. Not by a small boy. By a more grown dick. It took some rearranging but he pushed his cock into her slick hole. She gasped and looked around but didn’t stop him before going back down on Brianna’s snatch. Colin moved on to suck off Sandor, who was hard and watching. Clay could sense movement behind him but that was all as he concentrated on violating Amalia’s pussy with his stiff hard dick.

Then Sandor tapped him on the shoulder.

“I want a piece of that.”

Clay, reluctant, pulled his slick wet dick out of her so that Sandor, their counselor and role model, could drive his hard cock into her tight small hole. She gasped hard when he did. For all her not liking boys, she took dick like a champ. Clay knew that she might like pussy better — he liked dick better — but she would be, like him, bi.

“Suck her juice off my dick,” Clay said to Samuel and Colin, swinging his tool.

Both boys jumped on it, sucking it down, fighting over it. Colin, more mature, hairier, and Samuel, thin and hairless, both went after dick whenever they could. They loved it. And Samuel proved why he got an A+ in cock-sucking and Colin was almost as good, Clay thought.

A natural-born cocksucker. It was weird, Clay thought because he was sure Team Ba’al was being set up to be in the Order of the Black Dragon, so far all but Samuel had come from that other world, but Samuel and Colin were almost totally gay and not the least bit interested in pussy. Maybe being bi wasn’t a requirement or maybe it was. Either way, Clay knew he had to be himself.

He drove his dick deep down Colin’s throat, making him come off gagging. That’s when Clay understood why he didn’t get the A+. His examiner wanted to joy of making him gag, making him struggle on his big fat long cock. Kind of makes you feel like a man. Anyway, Colin kept stroking it and diving back on it. Samuel waited, impatiently, greedily, rubbing his small cocklet, hard and twitching, wanting back on Clay’s dong. Then he decided he would take Colin down instead.

Sandor fucked Amalia while she ate the pussy she wanted, nothing but moans and groans. Clya needed relief and he face fucked Colin until he exploded in a blinding light of an orgasm.

Spent, all the kids collapsed on a random bed.

“You’re really going to like it here,” Clay said to Amalia, “We’re all friends and we all serve the Lord Satan.”

“I don’t like boys,” she said, “But I liked how it felt.”

Clay grinned.

THE END OF CHAPTER FIVE