Rodney

Sacrificed

I was so unprepared for this.

Barry was almost ready to shoot a first load, which Rodney made sure to have Jose watch me swallow, even as Barry called Martin and told him to hurry and get his ass and camera over.

Rodney, as usual, was thinking ahead. “Come here, baby. Let me help you explore this man.”

Then an odd thing happened.

Tony stepped up: “So. I just want to make sure we all remember ourselves here. And I want to make sure those of you who are already on the inside know that this is Barry’s plan to get himself inducted. And so far, I have to admit, I’m pretty impressed. I just need to make sure you’re all equally committed. Oh. And someone should at least call Mel.”

I really wasn’t sure I knew what that was all about, as I was about to learn.

Both Gary and Rick chimed in: “You know we’re all in, Tony.”

Then Rodney: “Dad. You know I’m all in.” And Rodney went up to Tony and slowly French-kissed him, until it was clear both were hard and leaking.

Then Tony looked at me: “We’re not just going to do a bedroom thing here, son. I’ve had some assistance from Rodney and Barry, in putting a sling up. You’re actually going to be offered up. Since me and the men are doing the offering, it doesn’t really matter, but you’re going to be committed, one way or the other. You know the goal here has always been more than fun and games. And even more than money.”

I looked at Rodney. Rodney’s eyes motioned me to Tony. Barry smiled. Not a particularly friendly one. This had been way more than just competition. Barry looked at Tony: “I have the robes.”

Now I was really confused.

Jose’s brown eyes were both curious and excited as Tony had me undress Jose, and Barry gave the black and red robe to Tony, who put it around Jose’s shoulders. “I’m sure you know where this must be going, based on that massive hard cock.”

Jose smiled. Jose’s robe was turned to show the deep red. Barry also brought out robes for Tony, Gary, Rick, Rodney and himself. Same colors. Turned the opposite way.

Fuck.

They were turning me over to Satan. With Jose ready to go, it seemed.

Jose was built as well as anyone I had ever seen. Tony had me kneel at Jose’s feet, and kiss them, even as Rodney bound my hands, with a black rope.

I was naked. A bit scared. Hoping, seriously like hell, that someone would protect me, somehow. I knew all this demonic religious background, but I had never seen it so serious.

Barry put a partial mask on Jose. Rodney gave the rope that bound my hands to Jose, even as I stayed kneeling in front of him.

Gary and Rick held Jose’s massive cock, each from a different side, as Tony told me to drink.

Gary and Rick pulled the foreskin all the way back from Jose’s huge cockhead. Rodney pushed my mouth onto it, whispering: “Don’t spill it. Any of it. Seriously. As hell.”

Jose smiled, almost satanically, behind his mask, as he began pissing. Barry held my mouth open.

I knew I had to drink. It was a crazy setting. All these godlike, or demonically satanic, naked men. All of whom, other than Jose, had fucked me so many many times.

I was trembling as I drank. Rodney slowly pumped Jose’s massive cock as he pissed, even as Rodney made sure I swallowed. I could barely get the whole head in my mouth, even as Rodney pushed me to swallow all of it, and more and more of his shaft, even as it hardened, and even as precum started to flow along with the piss. It actually sounded like at least some of the piss was going right straight to my stomach.

Tony was giving me to Jose, even as he called him Satan. Jose had to be at least an inch or two longer than even Mel.

This pissing continued and continued. Rodney made sure I knew Tony had a whip. Would he really whip me if I spilled any of Jose’s piss?

Damn. I had never tried so hard to be obedient. I always thought I knew Rodney loved me, but Rodney seemed at least as serious as Tony. It was hard not to be scared, so helpless and so naked, even as Tony added a black collar around my neck, and as Rodney all but gagged me with Jose’s enormous cock.

Rodney continued whispering things: “You know he’s going to fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked, right?” “If you need to cry, just cry.”

Then Tony added two black nipple clamps, as I felt Jose’s cock flex. “He will be all yours. To do with as you please. Entirely. We are all here to assist.”

Tony pushed my head deeper on to Jose’s cock. “All yours.” I came closer to gagging than since the last time I had actually gagged.

Then Tony gave Jose a black blindfold. That was the last time I saw Jose’s almost evil smile, but somehow still gorgeous, as he finished pissing and flexed his cock even harder before having Tony help him blindfold me.

“Submit. That’s seriously the only choice you have.” That was Rodney.

I felt something on my cock, as somebody helped me stand. I would learn later it was a cage. I felt something else strange on my nuts.

It was crazy. They were all chanting something, as I was slowly being led somewhere.

We must be going to the basement. It was cold. I couldn’t see anything.

Tony quietly praised Barry. Was Barry somehow going to replace Rodney? Barry was too experienced for me. I knew that. I trusted him to stop, at nothing. I had no idea where Jose had come from. He clearly wasn’t a local.

Jose’s cock had softened, at least a bit. I was made to kneel. Made to swallow his entire semi-hard cock. My head was held there, in his trimmed pubes, as Jose began to harden.

“Satan. Claim him.” Was that Tony? Could it really have been Rodney?

I was put in what I guessed was the sling Tony had mentioned.

I had always cooperated. I had always tried hard. Was I being punished?

I was so scared I was crying. Were they really pleased that I was crying?

Was it really Rodney who removed part of the mask over my eyes? So Tony could spit, right in my eye?

As someone tightened the clamps on my nipples.

And as I was somehow fastened into this crazy sling.