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They look very much like Mormon missionaries, handsome young men in suits or just white shirts and ties with black and white name badges. They go around in couples knocking on doors, and they carry not the Book of Mormon but the Book of Semen.
They are basically doing charity work by providing a sexual outlet and sexual excitement for gay pensioners and the disabled, or indeed for any gay man who isn't 'getting it' regularly and can't afford to pay out for escorts.
Known as Hormen, they don't knock randomly on doors but basically operate as escorts who advertise and charge for their services, except the Hormen don't charge. They do the job as a public service to the gay community.
They are more a charity offering a public service than a church, though they do have Temples of Hormen where anyone can go and give thanks for the sex that they get, and the services of course involve sexual rituals and usually turn into gay orgies. They believe sex is a blessing and should be shared, monogamy is considered selfish and immature. In their services they thank the Great Spirit for making sex available to everyone for enjoyment, not just for procreation. Therefore also for those of a gay nature in the human and animal kingdom.
That is not to say all the sex is focused on promiscuity, they conduct civil partnership ceremonies where gay men commit to life-long relationships and to looking after each other in sickness and in health. However they are not required to be monogamous, and are encouraged to share their sexual adventures with others, especially the lonely. Indeed the Church conducts civil partnership ceremonies linking three or more partners in a loving and sexual relationship, and considers this a more mature and spiritually developed kind of partnership; less possessive and less selfish.
The original Mormon church believed in polygamy, and the Hormen Church continues this tradition and also encourages open relationships.
The missionaries are chosed for their clean-cut good-looks. All young men are encouraged to do at least 5 years' missionary work, and indeed they are real missionaries as they don't just provide free sexual services to the gay community, but try to win converts to their Church in the process.
Two Hormen called at my door last week. They wore short-sleeved white shirts and red ties, and black trousers. On their shirts were nametags reading: 'ELDER, Church of Latter Gay Sex Saints' followed by their names. The missionaries who called on me were Jay Richardson and Gary Mason. They were both blond, and very handsome. Jay had shortish blond hair, and Gary had an even shorter close-shaved look.
'Good afternoon, sir,' said Jay, 'We understand you emailed our Church last week and inquired about our sexual services. May we come in and tell you more about them?'
'Why yes, of course,' I said, my heart beating faster. They smelt gorgeous, obviously their Church made sure they were not only handsome, smart and well-groomed, but that they wore expensive fragrances to make any sexual encounter with them even more pleasant and exciting in order to seduce gay men into joining their church.
They came in and I offered them a drink. While Mormons don't drink tea, coffee or alcohol, the Hormen do, though they stipulated that our three coffees should be black, including mine.
I found this a strange request - they may prefer black coffee, but why should mine be black as well? I would soon find out.
'We offer love and also just pure sex to all gay men, but particularly the older gay man. That's why we are called the Church of Latter Gay Sex Saints, 'latter' indicating those gay men in their latter years,' explained Jay after I brought the coffees in.
'We also worship male sperm,' said Gary. 'In the heterosexual world it is the giver of life. In our world it gives much pleasure and is full of protein. We enjoy the taste of sperm so much that we consume it every day.'
Jay and Gary took two bottles out of their haversacks, which all Hormen carry. The bottles contained some white liquid.
'This is our semen, we never waste it, that would be a sin,' said Jay. 'Too many people crave semen, and are deprived. It is also full of protein, so very good to consume. We take it instead of milk or cream in our coffee. Would you like some of my semen, or some of Gary's in your coffee?'
'You can have a cocktail if you like, some of mine and some of Jay's' said Gary smiling as he unscrewed the top off the bottle of his spunk. 'Here, smell the bouquet and see what you prefer.'
Gary held the bottle of his semen under my nose, and it smelt great. It gave me a hard-on just smelling it, then Jay offered me his bottle of spunk to sniff. Both smelt delicious, but they went on to describe the flavors of their semen to me.
'My sperm is very thick and sweet,' said Jay. 'It clogs your throat as you try to swallow it.'
'And mine has a strong spunky flavor, a tang that lingers in your mouth long after you've swallowed it,' said Gary.
'May I try some of both in my coffee?' I said, and so they emptied the entire contents of the little bottles into my coffee, and I stirred it in. It tasted absolutely delicious when I took a sip, and my cock was now making a big tent in my trousers.
They took two more bottles of spunk out of their haversacks, and Jay poured his into Gary's coffee while Gary poured his cum into Jay's coffee. We all then took a sip of our spunky drinks, then Gary and Jay kissed, and then they both kissed me.
As we drank our sperm flavored coffee, Gary and Jay told me to sit on the sofa between them, and while Jay put his arm around my neck and started kissing me, Gary started rubbing my cock thru my trousers. Their erotic fragrances overwhelmed me and made me feel quite weak. Any resistance would have been totally useless. Even a born-again Christian would have been converted to Hormenism. I mentioned this to them, and Jay said:
'Oh yes, we've corrupted.... er, I mean, converted many a born-again Christian who wandered into our church by mistake. We just sit one each side of him in the pews and we soon convert him. Oh, by the way no women are allowed in, we have someone on the door who explains to them it is a men only service. Nobody under 18 is allowed in either.'
Their fragrances, the kissing and the rubbing of my cock was so erotic I nearly came in my pants, but we continued messing about and getting each other all sexed up as we sipped our spunky coffees. Then Gary opened the Book of Semen and started reading it.
The Book also had illustrations, pictures of handsome Hormen spunking into coffee, into drinks of all kinds, on to plates of food, and into saucepans and frying pans. The Book of Semen was basically a recipe or cook book of different things you could do with semen. All the Hormen cakes and bread contained handsome young men's semen, as did all the dishes in the Book.
'You should come to our Feast of Hormen once a month,' said Gary. 'All the drinks and foods are laced with our young men's semen, and you know just whose it is as their pictures are on each drink and by each item of food. There are even glasses of fresh hot spunk for you to drink, which are prepared in front of you by our cum waiters, young men who produce volumes of semen and who line up until they fill each glass with a delicious spunky cocktail between them.'
'You seem to be getting excited,' said Gary as he unzipped my flies and fondled my now rock-hard erection.
'Would you like to drink our orgasms?' suddenly asked Jay. This took me by surprise, it all seemed so disgusting, yet somehow these wholesome young men made it sound almost normal. As normal as asking if someone would like a cup of tea (with ordinary milk and sugar!)
I nodded 'yes', too overcome to speak, and Jay stood up and unzipped his flies. Gary continued to hug me around the neck and kiss me, while masturbating my penis, as Jay took out his long, circumcised cock and came close to me.
'Suck Elder Richardson's penis,' said Gary, 'Make him really hard and stimulate him to orgasm. He will then feed you his delicious semen.'
I didn't need telling twice, I took Jay's cock into my mouth, it was already oozing pre-cum and that tasted fantastic.
Gary cooed in my ear: 'Elder Richardson's pre-cum tastes very sweet, doesn't it? Wait till you taste his full-cream orgasm.'
Jay wasn't long in cumming, I sucked as he fucked my mouth and Gary gently masturbated me while talking dirty in my ear: 'Elder Richardson is getting very excited, he is about to cum in your mouth. When he starts to spurt semen into your mouth, hold it there to get the full spunky flavor, then swallow it very slowly.'
Jay shot a seven big wads of spunk into my mouth, and I held it there savoring the thick cum and its sweet, spunky flavor. I would have climaxed then and there, but Gary had stopped masturbating me now, and was standing up and undoing his flies.
Jay, meanwhile, had sat next to me, put his arm round my neck and started kissing me, transferring his own thick globs of spunk from my mouth to his, then back again. Jay's fragrance overwhelmed me, different to Gary's but just as erotic.
I swallowed Jay's thick orgasm with difficulty, it indeed clogged my throat, and Jay said: 'Did you enjoy my thick spunky orgasm? Well Elder Mason will let you enjoy his load now, then I'll bring you off as he spunks into your mouth.'
I took Gary's thick, uncircumcised cock into my mouth, relishing the overpowering fragrances these two handsome men were wearing. Jay talked filth to me as Gary fucked my mouth and I sucked, craving his cum. Jay was also masturbating my cock, lubricating it liberally with his spit.
'Elder Mason is going to feed your his load any moment now,' said Jay. 'Look into his eyes, see they are glazing over with pure lust. That means he's about to spunk into your mouth. You're greedy for his cum aren't you? That's good, crave more sperm, that's right, you want to taste his sperm now don't you? Get ready, here it cums.... Elder Mason is feeding you his sperm! Hold it in your mouth and enjoy the tangy flavor, then swallow it slowly as I bring you to climax.'
I did just as Jay said as my mouth filled up with Gary's hot, tangy cum, jet after jet of the hot spunky mess, while Jay jerked me off. His sexy scented bicep was now right in my face as his arm was wrapped right around my neck, and with his other hand he was bringing me off. Then, just as I was about to cum, Jay said:
'Mr Davidson is nearing his climax, would you like to help me bring him off?
Gary managed to squeeze some more cum out of his cock, then knelt down and as Jay was wanking me, Gary slowly rubbed his spunky fingers over the head of my cock. It felt wonderful as Gary rubbed his slimy cum right into the tip of my dick, and I immediately shot pints into the air. It went right over Gary's shoulder on to the armchair where my cat was curled up asleep scaring poor Tiddles, who miaowed and ran out with my spunk all over his fur. He turned round, and licked it off, gave me a dirty look, then ran out into the garden.
'Well, Mr Davidson, I hope you enjoyed our little visit,' said Jay, as they stood up ready to leave. He held out a hand and shook mine, as did Gary.
'Do come to our service next Sunday at the Temple of Hormen, 'said Gary. They had given me the address with the times of services, and the date of the next Feast of Hormen.
'And we'll come and pay you another visit next week,' said Jay. 'If you tire of us, we can send along some other missionaries. They'll be at least as good-looking as us, and smell as great. They'll have different exotic spunk flavors for you to try.'
'Oh, you'll be fine for next week,' I said.
'Yes, well we'll cum and cum for the next week or two, then two other Hormen will call on you. We like to ring the changes so it doesn't get too boring,' said Gary. 'We can both fuck you next week if you like, or you can be spit-roasted by the two of us. I'll leave a Hormenu for you to choose what you'd like. Just tick the boxes.'
We bade our farewells, and I sat down and looked at the Hormenu. It was absolutely disgusting. Every kind of sexual position and fetish was listed. Water sports, fisting, scat, bondage, 69, and of course the missionary position was an obvious one - but you name it, it was there. The Karma Sutra had nothing on this Hormenu
In their church services, it was explained to me, they kneel to worship the penis, and to receive the precious semen that they also worship as the symbol of life and pleasure. I think I'm going to enjoy going to church next Sunday!