KIDS IN SATAN’S SERVICE 2

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Feature Title: KIDS IN SATAN’S SERVICE 2

Published: 13.11.2020 / kids-in-satans-service/

Story Codes: Blasphemy, Sodomy, Pedo, Devil Worship

Kid’s in Satan’s Service 2

It was school but it wasn’t bad. The teachers tried to make it interesting, more than in regular school. Clay actually liked school anyway. Liked learning. The teachers were more relaxed, joking with the students. They cussed a lot too, right in class. And they didn’t seem to mind questions. In fact, they didn’t seem to mind when somebody challenged something. They just took it up. Catechism class was strange because it was about religion but not like normal. It was his first time, so he didn’t have an assignment but every one else did. There were only about twenty of them in the class, all sixth graders and seventh graders. They were actually studying the Bible. One girl, whose turn it was, was presenting a report about Noah. She told the story and then said why she didn’t believe it.

‘You know there are some of Yahweh’s people that believe the Earth is only six thousand years old” the teacher said.

“It isn’t. It’s millions of years old.”

“Billions,” another boy said.

“But they believe it,” the teacher said, “They believe that people and dinosaurs co-existed at the same time.”

“That’s stupid,” the girl said, “And there is no way they could get dinosaurs on the Ark.”

“People would be dino food. Just like Jurassic Park,” a boy in the back said as the class chuckled.

There was general talking as Clay thought about it. “Umm, can I ask a question? So, after the flood, it was just Noah and his family …”

The teacher smiled broadly. He nodded. “Go on.”

“So, how did they … you know, I mean, who did they …”

“Who fucked who?” the teacher said.

“Well, yeah but wouldn’t they all be retards in just a couple of generations?”

“They kinda are,” the boy in the back said to general laughter.

“Well, yeah. But good question” the teacher said. “There isn’t enough genetic variation. It’s why the Pharaoh’s were so fucked up. They kept fucking their sisters. Another reason to doubt the story, right? Now, I have an assignment for you. The sin of Onan. Present on Thursday.”

They spent the rest of the time talking about the Greek myths and it was really interesting to Clay. He liked how those Gods seemed like people while the God Kavanaugh taught about – Yahweh as Sandor and the people here called Him – was really not somebody Clay was that interested in.

Wednesday was Sex Ed day, before PE. One thing Clay had noticed was that there really weren’t any fat people here. They seemed to really push being active. The Sex Ed teacher was a woman, pretty young and pretty good looking. She wore some tight clothes and had pretty big boobs. Her black hair was pulled back and she had some make up on but it only made her sexier. They settled in, two dozen twelve year olds of varying heights. Clay, at 5’ 2″ was in the middle.

“OK, question time,” the teacher announced as they tried to settle in but mostly failed. It was about sex, a subject that fascinated them and scared them both. She read from a card. “Can you jack off too much?”

The class erupted in laughter.

She smiled too. “Is it raw? Then, no. And it goes for girls too. Finger away. If you are cranking them out by yourself instead of fucking, then yeah, that’s a problem. Otherwise, who gives a fuck? Jack off all you want. It’s like this, guys, you kinda got to. Once you start making semen, you’re making it all the time and storage space is limited. You are going to cum. Either jacking off, wet dreams or fucking.”

“Fucking is best,” a guy with a deep voice said.

“Yeah. And you don’t get initiated into the circle as a virgin, either. So, let’s talk about sex, okay. Foreplay. Sex isn’t just about ramming it in. Well, sometimes it is but not every time. Foreplay is fun. It builds excitement. It helps women because it gets the pussy juices flowing. But even gay men want to do it. Everybody enjoys foreplay. Of course, it’s foreplay when it ends in penetrative sex and petting when it stops there. Either way, a lot of fun. So, let’s partner up and make out, kissing and touching. Clothes on.”

Clay was partnered with a black boy, about his size. He thought the kid, D’Eriq, was cute.

“Don’t bitch,” the Teacher said, “Bisexual is normal. It’s being strictly gay or straight that is weird. Get used to it. Satan has no prejudice. He’s in favor of fucking. You honor him with your lust, remember that.”

Lesson number one: fresh breath. They had a small body of mouthwash and both Clay and the black boy, D’Eriq, used it. Laying down stretched out on foam pads, they began to kiss, open mouth, playing with the tongues. A mouth open over another, tongues meeting. Clay was hard as soon as he started kissing and he wanted to touch the boys body as they kissed. Shyly, he reached out and did. D’Eriq didn’t recoil but kept on kissing. He took that as a good sign and reached down to D’Eriq’s groin. He was hard too. He gave it a tug. D’Eriq then reached over and cupped him down there. And they continue to kiss. From where Clay was he could see that the tallest and most developed boy in class had his dick out and the girl he was making on was stroking it. It was what the teacher said they weren’t supposed to do. They were supposed to leave their clothes on. As she came out and checked on everyone’s progress as they kissed and made out, she just handed him a paper towel and told him to clean up his own cum. Clay knew he was going to like it here.

When he got back to the cottage after school, he sat in one of the study carrels studying when Mr Marbas came in. There was a girl with him, taller than Clay with a big full chest and big hips. Mr Marbas greeted him and knocked on Sandor’s door. Nobody answered but Sandor came in the room just a minute later as the girl stood there awkwardly silent.

“You’re Brianna?” Sandor asked. The girl nodded. “Great. Cool. Well, Clay, this is Brianna. Brianna, Clay. This bed is Clay’s but pick whichever other one you want.”

She looked around and picked the one next to his. Mr Marbas nodded his head and stepped out, his job done.

“Did Marbas fuck you?” Sandor asked.

“No,” she said. Clay thought she was lying but Sandor didn’t seem to care.

“Well, fuck, he should have,” Sandor said, “You’re hot as fuck.”

She looked down, sort of bashfully proud.

“Clay’s never really seen a girl naked,” Sandor said.

“That’s not true,” Clay protested, although it actually was true.

She smiled a bit and pulled up her shirt, exposing her lean, sinewy torso and her breasts, hidden by a bra. They weren’t big, not huge, but when she reached back and undid it, allowing the bra to fall away, it was obvious the tits were full, plump and firm. Sandor got up close to her, next to her, then kissed her, mouth to mouth, as he took her tits in his hands, massaging them. Sandor backed off and pulled off his shirt, turning to look at Clay as if to ask why he was still dressed. Clay pulled off his shirt, a bit more hesitantly since Brianna was actually taller than he was. Sandor pushed Brianna onto the bed she had selected and helped pull off her jeans, leaving behind only a pair of red lace underwear. Sandor ripped off his pants and Clay had to follow suit.

Clay squeezed a titty for the first time in his life. Soft and plush, the nipple hard. It was cool. He was hard but anything having to do with sex made him hard. He spent a lot of his life being hard: hard when he wakes up, random times during the day, hard at night, hard when he sleeps. Hard. Right now, it is rock hard. Sandor peels off the panties and Clay can see her shaved pubes and the mound of her pussy. He could smell her musky odor. Sandor pushed her legs up and apart and buried his face in her crotch. Clay reached up and kissed her. Tongues meeting, his hands on her body groping her. She moaned and moved as Sandor moved his head between her legs. Clay leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it, squeezing the soft flesh.

“Come here and eat her pussy,” Sandor said.

Clay moved his skinny, rail thin body down there and got between her legs. His dick, big for his age with a only two little clumps of hair on either side of shaft, was in the way as he laid down and he had to shift himself. He got in there between and wondered what he was supposed to do. Then he figured it must be like sucking a dick but there is no dick. Still, you suck and you lick and you rub. So he buried his face in her wet mound, all funky, sucked on the camel toe mounds of flesh. He licked at the folds of flesh at the upper end of the crack. She reached down and rubbed the upper part of her twat, which must be some special part. He looked up and saw that Sandor had pushed his erection down her throat and was face fucking her as Clay tried to eat her pussy.

He figured he would put his dick in her. That’s why he had it. To use it. He scooted up and got between her legs and tried to drive himself in but, somehow, he had figured that a dick found a pussy automatically, like steel and a magnet. But it didn’t. Brianna had to reach down and guide him in. But then, once he found the hole, he slid in easily. He slid in all the way.

“Fuck, dude,” Sandor said, “Go for it.”

There is something fundamentally natural about fucking The basics — in and out — are hardwired in the male brain. It’s millions of years of evolution. Now to do it with rhythm and technique takes time and experience but the basic action is easy enough. He fucked her. Not knowing better, he just went at it. Pound, pound, pound. The sensation of a pussy is so much different from that of a hand, slicker and hotter and just different. He had to catch his breath. Too inexperienced to slow down and savor the rising lust, he just pounded on as he watched her swallow Sandor, a beautiful boy and one he desired greatly, get blown. Sandor seemed to be loving it. So Clay pounded her. Then he felt it. The rising pressure. He plunged ahead, just as hard, just as fast. And then, just as fast as it had risen, the pleasure peaked.

“Oh yeah,” Clay called out as he dumped his boy load in her.

Then, as soon as he had done it, he thought it hadn’t lasted that long. Not long enough for sure. It was great but somehow not enough. Sandor was in full heat and he went down to take his place, to fuck her, to drive himself into her young cunt. Clay moved aside, his dick deflated after having come. Sandor got there, hiked her legs up and pushed his stiff hard dick into her slick hole, pushing her legs back to get a better angle. He was older and had more experience. He was slower and varied his rhythm. Brianna masturbated herself, maximizing her own pleasure, as Sandor fucked her. Clay sat off the side, watching him, his muscles straining, his fine fit body as he devoured her pussy. It didn’t take long for him to feel the blood flow again. Soon, Clay was stroking himself as his new idol and crush showed him a lesson in fucking girls and Clay hoped would continue to teach lessons in doing boys. Then he was hard again. Even though Brianna was squirming underneath Sandor’s now harder pounding of her box, Clay got up and stuck his dick in her face

Brianna took it in her mouth like someone parched finding water. She sucked him and stroked it with one hand and she diddled herself with the other. Even though he cum once, Clay was horny again, watching Sandor do her and her mouth on his dick felt fantastic. Anybody that says sex isn’t the greatest thing is lying, Clay thought. What she was doing to his cock was mind blowing. It was incredible and he wanted her never to stop.. He reached down and grabbed her tits. He squeezed them hard and began to face fuck her.

“Oh fuck,” Sandor called out, “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Clay reached over and touched Sandor’s sweaty torso, just a light touch.

“Get up,” Sandor said, a snarl really, a command, “I’ll suck your fucking dick. I’ll suck you while I fuck the living shit out of her.”

Clay pulled out of her mouth and got up so that Sandor could take him down. He shoved his dick into Sandor’s mouth and face fucked him as he fucked the pussy. Brianna, free of her mouthful, still massaging her clit, began to moan loudly. She squealed, a spasm with each hard stroke into her. Sandor took Clay down, sucking and letting the younger boy do the work of in and out but Clay didn’t mind. It felt good and, more than that, he liked that it was Sandor doing it. Even as he did it, he felt Brianna probing his asshole with a finger, a finger lubed by her pussy juice. Then she slipped it in. She found his button. Clay called out, unable to stop it and creamed into Sandor’s mouth.

“Oh man,” Clay said.

“Fuck,” Sandor said. Then he grimaced and drove himself into her, dumping his load there.

That night, Brianna crawled into his bed and snuggled up next to Clay. Both of them were naked and Clay draped his arms around her.

“You can fuck me anytime,” she whispered to him.

The feel of her body against his made him hard. She had to help him get it in but he fucked her slowly in the night.

THE END OF CHAPTER TWO