I lived in a small backwoods town in the middle of nowhere. It was a very boring, humdrum, and uninteresting place called Ebenville. My biggest discovery was a dump where often hunky men unloaded loads of junk. They would often unload their cocks in the woods. I would hide behind a tree and watch them. Once they left, I would lick up their cum, leaf through boxes of pornographic magazines, and jerk off to them. I was a nudist, introvert, and lived far away from the masses. My parents had died years ago and I lived alone in an old abandoned and decrepit farm house.

There was a boarded up temple where I would often go, remove my clothes, and squirt my juices all over the altar. I don't know why I did. It just made me feel evil and naughty doing something so sacrilegious. It was caked in white cum.

One day I went to it and there were cars, trucks, vans, motorcycles, bikes, and other vehicles parked in the front of it. I wondered what was going on inside. I was naked and didn't want to venture inside in my birthday suit. I crept to a back barred door, peeked throug a key hole, and was astonished by what I saw inside. There were mostly men, some women, but they passed around a cup and one by one they jerked off into it. The director held the cup in his hand, raised it, and chanted along with the others and sang out, "Hail Priapus, Hail cock, Adore Cock, Cock is god, god is cock," The high priest mixed it with his dick. Everyone partook of the cup of cum. Jism dripped down their lips and trailed down their chins. Once this session was done, they got together in groups, and sucked, fucked, and adored each others cocks like idols.

Suddenly, someone jumped out at me and smacked my ass. 'This is blasphemy. This is sacrilegious!" he exclaimed.

"Fuck You! This temple was vacant for years."

"And look at your nakedness. Your cock is hard from watching."

"What do you expect."

"This is against all rules of the pontifex."

"What the hell is a pontifex!"

"The holy order of high priests."

"You and him can suck my ass and dick."

"Oh, I am not aloud," he said, pulling out his hard cock. "I really want too, I really do, but it is against the rules and I don't want to be banished from the temple."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

"I am very enchanted by you, but all sex must be done in front of the high priest," he said, placing his dick back into his pants.

"This is fuckin' insane."

"Are you turned on by cock?"


"Do you adore cock?"


"Could you enjoy the cocks of others?"

"Yes. Yes, I could."

"Come and join the temple. I could suck on your huge phallus for hours."

"But you can't do it now?"

"No. No, I can't.'

"Get the hell away from me," I said,

my cock bobbing up and down, hoping it would get soft. There was even pre-cum dripping from it.

"You love cock, don't you?"

"Yes. Yes, I do," I spat out, almost

hitting him with the head of it.

He stared at my cock head bobbing up and down trying to contain himself as he said, "I am high priest, Gillium," he gulped.'

"I am Eben.'

"Eben. Eben from Ebenville," he laughed.

I heard that all of the time, I thought to myself.

He touched my cock head dripping with cum and smelt it, tasted it, and said, "You were the one who shot cum all over the altar."

I was stunned wondering how he knew.

"It smells and tastes just like yours."

"Yes. Yes, it was mine," I confessed.

"Why? Why, did you do it?"

"Dammit! I don't know. I was horny and it made me feel naughty for spreading my seed all over it."

"How many times did you do it? There was globs of it all over everything."

"Years and years of it," I said.

Guillium just laughed.

"What do you have to do to join your insane


"There is a probation period of three months, and you must service cock for four hours, and the board chooses and makes the decision."

"Are there any other rules?"

"Yes. You must be nude. Cock rings can be worn. No drugs, fights, or hard drugs."

"Let me think about it," I said, walking away from him. He was a nice looking man, small build, thin, streaked blond hair, and I was so turned on by him. I know he would have done me in a heart beat and likewise I would have done him.

I couldn't take no more. I was so horned up, excited, and so turned on that I went home and gave honor to my cock. It was my godcock. I exploded many of times and I took the droplets of cum on my pubic hairs and used it as communion. My cock was my god. It felt so good to praise my dick. It meant more to me than life itself, my obsession, my passion, and I was so happy that others felt the same way. I didn't want to tell Guillium because I wasn't ready to release my true feelings. Yes, I was addicted to cock. I had a thick nine inch one with big balls. I was hairy, muscular, and always horny, naked, and perverted. My shyness often made people think I was conceited, backward, so don't look for me...I will look for you. If you want to know more about me, have an interest in me, this story, e-mail me, rate me, and let me know what you think. This is only the start of my ventures

In the next part you will learn more about Praipus, the god of fertility, more about me, and all of the perverted thoughts. I am so naughty, nasty, perverted, yet often I feel humiliated, embarrassed, and guilty for my evil thoughts and intent. I can't control who I am. Cum to me, in me, and become part of my evil world of godcock. Praise cock, praise dick, and fill my ass with your sweet cum in the Temple of Ebenville.



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