[The BROTHERHOOD is a religious cult in the pines of Valley Forge just outside Philadelphia Pennsylvania. They live a simple life of prayer and worship as they forfeit their worldly possessions and past relations. They live on 25 Acers of land in a secluded private residence with no phones, no television, and no outside contacts.]
THE CULT
24 yr old Jason Boyd felt lost. A troubled boy in his youth and a former drug addict as an adult, he felt at his wits end when he came to The Brotherhood for guidance and direction. He'd heard of the religious facility while in a drug Rehab Center. There was a man (a monk he believed) that came by the Center to witness "a change" in the lives for the addicts. Many of them believed the man a healer'. Jason had private sessions with him in his room. The man known only as "Brother Paul", told Jason to strip naked as he performed oral sex on him. At first Jason was taken aback by it, as he was not gay or even bisexual in his previous life, --but Brother Paul explained that he could extract the "demons" from Jason's soul by drawing them out with his bodily fluids. The Demons' being the powers that forces Jason (and other addicts) to do drugs. Jason doubted the authenticity of that statement, but figured if the man wanted to give him a free blow job for no reason with no reciprocation involved, so be it.
Jason was prepared for just a blow job, having not had any sex since entering the rehab program 6 weeks before, --but what Jason wasn't prepared for was the hard climax he experienced from Brother Paul's strong sucking jaws. Jason had the biggest, strongest, most excruciating climax of his life when Brother Paul sucked the semen from his body like an exorcism. Jason screamed a mixture of agony and pleasure when he finally shot his copious load into Brother Paul's sucking throat. A burning sensation erupted through Jason's loins as his body felt as if his very soul was being sucked through his penis. Jason grew weak, nearly falling over with exhaustion after climax. Brother Paul helped him to his bed where he laid down to rest until the next visit. At first Jason just thought he'd experienced the best blow job of his life, until he spoke with other addicts in the Center who declared experiencing the same feelings from Brother Paul's exorcisms. They all believed Brother Paul a `healer', who had the power to extract the demons from their souls through their sex organs. Jason couldn't wait until his next visit.
Now (one month later and free from rehab) Jason finds himself outside the private gate of The Brotherhood, seeking entrance.
"Who is it?" asked a voice on the intercom at the street entrance of the facility.
"uh..., Jason Boyd!" announced Jason into the com-box. There was a small camera connected to the security gate which recorded his presence. "I'm looking for Brother Paul! I met him awhile ago at the Rehab Center...!"
"One moment." said the voice. A second later, the huge duel black iron gates opened to allow Jason passage. He walked through the gates and ventured inside, walking up a long drive of fallen autumn leaves and bare trees to an old tattered mansion. It looked scary and somewhat possessed from a distance. Jason felt a chill run up his spine as he got closer to the front steps. The windows were darkened, as if painted black from the inside. Jason began having second thoughts as he approached the front door. Before he could knock, the doors opened to reveal Brother Paul standing in full Monk robe.
"Jason!" he smiled, happy to see him. "I'm so glad you decided to stop by and check out our facility! Come in!"
"Thank you." said Jason, shaking the Brother's hand as he moved into the home. The inside was just as dark and barren as the outside. The walls were wall papered in a dark colorless scheme, with brown wood paneling midway all around. There was a grand staircase going up the curve of the wall leading upstairs. A huge chandelier hung from the center of the room, but bought little light to the gloomy mood.
"What can I do for you Jason?" asked Brother Paul, walking Jason into a living room which furnished old antique style furniture which obviously came with the original house. "Do you seek another cleansing?"
"Yes. Well..., yes, and no!" said Jason, befuddled. "I DO wish another cleansing, but I also want to know what I'd have to do to become a member of the Brotherhood? I'd like to join your religion if I could!" offered Jason.
"Are you sure?" asked Brother Paul, stoically.
"Yes!" answered Jason. "I've been in rehab a dozen times since I was 14 yrs old, and THIS was the first time I left feeling any change whatsoever! I felt a spiritual connection every time you cleansed me! It was like an awakening, --being reborn! I left rehab feeling like I was totally clean of drugs in my system! But..."
"But...you started to feel the need for them return once you got back into your regular life?" predicted Brother Paul.
"Yes. I knew rehab wasn't the answer! I knew I had to find your facility, to get another cleansing, and maybe even join if you'd let me." said Jason, sincerely.
"Well Jason, there are certain guidelines and rules one must follow in order to be a Brother." said Paul, looking as if he might turn down Jason's request to join. "You must give up your previous life. No contact whatsoever with family..., friends..., --you must give up your job, your worldly possessions..., everything that's made you the person you are today. Can you do that?"
"I think I can." said Jason, thoughtfully. "Yes. Yes, I can!"
"Good. IF you can do that, we will allow you to join our beginners group. You will sign over any ownerships you have of home, car, property, etcetera..., then you will move into the Mansion and live with us. Would that be to your liking?"
"I think I would like that, Brother Paul." smiled Jason, wishing to lose contact with most of his drug dependent friends anyway. At that very moment, another Brother came into the room, wearing the same exact robe and sandals as Brother Paul. The two Brothers bowed silently to one another, with their hands in a peaceful stance with their palms and fingertips touching in prayer like manner.
"Paul, this is Brother Kurt. He will take you into a private room where he will cleanse you of your demons. Afterwards, if you still wish to join our Brotherhood, --you will go to your home and say goodbye to your family and friends. We prefer that you do so in letters, in your own handwriting. Then you are to sign over and deeds, bank accounts, and vehicle ownerships to me. We will then put that money to good use by incorporating it into spreading the word about our religion. You will feel a relief once you purge yourself of all your worldly possessions and debts. Believe me, living a simple life as a Brother, helping others such as yourself to free themselves of the chains of society you will give your life meaning and purpose."
Jason beamed at the thought of his life having purpose. Brother Paul and Kurt looking at each other with broad smiles. "Now, if you'd follow Brother Kurt, he'll cleanse you of those demons you feel are causing you to crave your drugs! Kurt...?"
"This way, Jason." said Brother Kurt, guiding Jason through a draped archway and into a small private room. "Have you been cleansed before?" asked Brother Kurt curiously, an mediocre attractive man with a thick build (about 190 lbs), brown hair, and a mustache and facial stubble.
"uh, yeah..., Brother Paul's cleansed me about 6 times at the Rehab." admitted Jason. "It's honestly the BEST rehab I ever had!"
"I bet!" said Brother Kurt, closing the black drape. "Its much better than the programs at the Rehab Centers. It's more spiritual than chemical. When you BELIEVE you've been cleansed, it's a more compelling. If you believe, you make it so!" said Kurt.
Jason wasn't sure if he totally understood Brother Kurt's assessment of spiritual rehab, but he had to agree that it was very different from anything he ever experienced in any other center.
Brother Kurt prayed about Jason in circles, murmuring in tongues as he motioned for him to disrobe. Once naked, Jason's dick was already hard with anticipation. After a few minutes of praying in tongues, Kurt got down onto his knees before Jason, still muttering enchantments, --then he proceeded to take the 24 yr olds penis into his mouth.
Jason gasped when he felt the warm orifice circle and surround his manhood. Jason was blessed with a 7 inch erection, which curved upward in the slight shape of a banana. His crotch hair was a sandy blonde like his head hair, his egg sized balls dusted with a sprinkling of fine hairs as well. Jason closed his eyes, gasping for breath as his cock was sucked and swallowed expertly by the religious man kneeling before him. Brother Kurt bobbed his head back and forth, sucking the cock deeply into his mouth as he worked the underbelly with his tongue. His lips dragged along the curved shaft as he moved his head rapidly, taking it into the very back of his throat with each stroke of his talented mouth. Jason wondered how the men became such great cock suckers, as he stood there getting the second best blow job of his life.
Kurt Myers used to be a married cars salesmen in his past life. One day at 35 he decided enough was enough. He left his wife and kids and entered a mental hospital for stress. It was there that he learned about The Brotherhood from Brother Paul, who was a spiritual guider for the hospital at the time. He witnessed one on one sessions with Kurt, teaching him how to live a stress free life without worry or care. He showed Kurt how to achieve this life by performing a `cleansing' on him. Kurt was blown away by the orgasm he achieved, losing all sense of stress with the incredible orgasm he shot deep down into Paul's throat.
Paul swallowed Kurt's essence, --taking in all of his stress, worries and concerns as he sucked the cancerous toxins from his body. Kurt felt immediate release, truly believing Paul had the gift to heal. Within a month he divorced his wife, sold his house and car, and gave all of his worldly possessions over to Brother Paul and The Brotherhood. Paul taught Kurt the fundamentals of his religion, and how to extract demons, curses, cancers, illnesses, and other toxins from the body through `cleansings'. Now Kurt had the power to heal as well, bobbing his head back and forth faster on Jason's throbbing manhood.
"uhhh..., oh fuck...!" gasped Jason, panting hard as his cock excreted gobs of pre-cum. Kurt could taste the nectars on his tongue as he bobbed even faster. As a straight man he would never have dreamed of sucking another man's cock, but as a faith healer, he knew the power he held had to be used. Paul taught him selflessness while cleansing, giving his mind body and soul to the evil doers for the sole purpose of making them better. Using the mouth to draw the demon seed from their bodies was the best way to extract the curses quickly. Sometimes the demons would enter the healer's body after being sucked out of the host, it was during those times that another healer had to extract the demon from that healer, using his mouth in the same manner to draw the evil from within.
Kurt could tell Jason was close to losing his demons. He sucked harder as Jason's cock throbbed and pulsed in his mouth, his salty sweet seed giving testimony that an orgasm was just moments away. Kurt sucked harder and harder, his mouth a blur on the hard cock jetting just 7 inches from Jason's crotch. When Jason tried to yank his cock from Kurt's mouth, Kurt grabbed onto his hips, holding him steady while he forced his face all the way up into Jason's groin, swallowing his cock whole.
"uhh...uhh...oooOOOOHHHHH...!!" gasped Jason, losing his load to the hot male mouth.
Kurt felt the cum shooting down the very back of his throat, emptying quickly into his stomach. He held onto Jason tightly, refusing to let him go for an instant as he took all of his seed into him.
Jason's body shook and jerked as his cock emptied its contents. Kurt dragged his mouth back up the hard pulsating shaft, keeping the still erupting head between his lips. The rest of Jason's semen emptied onto his tongue before it finally stopping. Kurt sucked the shaft until he was absolutely sure he had every ounce of cum from the man's body, before pulling off and swallowing the final load.
"Thanks man..., I needed that!" said Jason, grateful as his cock started to melt.
"Brother Paul will see you out in the main hallway now." said Kurt, leaving Jason to get dressed as he got up off his knees and walked out of the room.
He staggered through the hallways, the taste of semen strong in his mouth. His cock was rock hard under his Monk robe, tenting out the front as he tried to walk back to his room to meditate and lie down. Another Brother passed him in the hall, on his way to the Prayer Chamber. He noticed Brother Kurt staggering through the hall, then noticed the condition his cock was in. Knowing what must be done before the demons took hold, he dropped down to his knees right there in the hallway, pulled up Brother Kurt's robe, then took his 8 inch erection into his mouth and began sucking.
Kurt groaned as he started to feel instant relief. He leaned back against the wall and allowed the Brother to take care of him. The demons in Jason were very strong, effecting Brother Kurt in a way he hadn't expected as lust quickly grew in his soul.
He threw his head back as the Brother sucking him swallowed his cock whole, taking his meat deep into his throat as taught in the beginner's classes. Kurt thought about all the men he cleansed that day, all the hot cocks he sucked off in the name of religion, all the seed he digested as he extracted the demons from their bodies. Kurt came with a loud grunt, shooting his own load deep into the belly of the Brother. Once his orgasm was over, he quickly returned to his normal self, excreting the demons from within.
"Thank you Brother." he said, bowing his head submissively to his savor.
"You're welcome my Brother." said the other man, standing up and bowing as well. They both swiftly moved on, passing each other as if they never had an encounter.
That evening Jason Boyd went him, wrote his family, his girlfriend, and his closest friends letters saying goodbye. Then he sold all of his worldly possessions, closed out his accounts, and returned to the mansion of The Brotherhood with a sizable check endorsed to Brother Paul.
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