My apologies for the delay in releasing this chapter. I wasn't quite sure where to take this, rewrote it a bunch of times, and then real life got in the way and I forgot about it.
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Cody Church Erotica Parallel Universe Chapter 3
My alarm clock went off promptly at 8:30 A.M. just as it did every Sunday morning. Time to get ready for church. Now to be clear I've never been a big believer in God & all that religious stuff, but my family did so I went along, sang the hymns, put a dollar in the plate, and sat through Father McGruder's sermons.
I got up and went to my closet to find clothes to wear to church. Now a dilemma: what does one wear to church in sex world? I flicked through my wardrobe and located a dress shirt that was also a belly shirt, I tie with squirting penises on it, and a tight pair of dress shorts. This was literally the most formal, decent attire I could find. I got to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, did my business, and hopped in the shower.
As I was washing my hair I heard the door open. "Morning, bro" I heard my brother say, and then heard the unmistakable sound of his powerful piss stream into the toilet. Holy shit! I looked through the glass to make out his bare-assed naked form pissing into the toilet not two feet away from me. I was hard instantly.
When he was done he didn't turn and walk toward the door as expected, but instead turned toward me, opened the shower door, and stepped in. There stood Hunter, his short-cropped dirty blonde hair, piercing green eyes, swimmers build, slightly hairy body, and impressively long soft cock. He came toward me, cupped his hand behind my head, tilted his head, leaned in, and planted his lips on mine. I stood stunned as I felt his tongue snake its way into my mouth as he kissed me passionately. I came to my senses and returned the hot kiss, moving my hands first to his muscled back, then to his ample ass, muscular yet with just the right amount of bubble. Hunter tweaked my nipples with his free hand, getting them hard, before reaching down to stroke my aching hard cock. With a growl he broke the kiss, forcefully spun me around, and pinned me against the wall of the shower, feeling and spanking my ass. "God damn I love this ass, bro" he said. Soon I felt his boner slapping against my ass.
"Fuck me, please!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, I'll give you what you need, Zak. You're getting all 9 inches of my meat!" I felt him part my cheeks, and soon felt the head of his cut cock searching for my hole, then pushing in. I braced myself & pushed out as I felt him penetrate me, relishing his head popping in then his shaft sliding home until his pubes tickled my buns. He kissed & nibbled at the back of my neck, then grabbed my longish hair & started slam fucking me, the sound of his thighs & balls thwacking against my butt filling the bathroom as the water continued to cascade down onto us.
"Yeah, you like that, don't you bro? Yeah I'll give you your morning protein." I could only moan like a whore in response. I stroked my dick as Hunter fucked me mercilessly, pulling my hair and hitting all those good spots inside me.
This was a fantasy come true for sure. For years I had drooled over my brother. He was so fucking hot. Not as hot as Justin, but still, HOT! Back in "prude land" he didn't give me the time of day, but now here he was, fucking my brains out in the shower!
His hand moved to my aching cock, stroking me and brushing against my balls. I felt his hot breath against my neck & ear. He buried himself deep inside me, shoved my forcefully against the tiled wall, then started thrusting again, this time harder, faster. I looked back to see his face, so focused on this amazing fuck he was giving me, his muscles tensing and flexing, his nostrils flaring. He was as into this as I was. My "straight" brother had it for me, bad!
As he pumped faster, harder, his breathing quickened. My brother was getting close, and announced it. Would he shoot inside me? I found out as he screamed out so loud the whole neighborhood and blasted deep inside my hole. Five strong blasts of pure Andrews family goo. When spent, he simply said "thanks bro", got out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and then he was gone.
Well, that left me feeling a bit, alone. And way mixed signals. One minute he's kissing me, the next he can't get away from me fast enough? Is he that ruled by his boner?
I could feel his cum running out of my hole, now all loose and sloppy. I remembered tasting Hunter's cum, how good it tasted, and got an idea. A beautifully, filthy idea. I reached down, scooped up some of Hunter's jizz from my hole, and licked it clean. Lovely! Brotherly cum and ass juice. I continued, digging into my ass, scooping out cum, and eating it. By the time I was done I was hard again, but knew I had to get out of the shower, get dressed and join my family on the way to church. Church!
By the time I did, I noticed that my lewd attire was entirely appropriate. My dad was wearing a suit, but with his cock and balls hanging right out of his trousers, Mom was wearing a sundress made of material so thin it was see-thru, and Hunter was wearing a bowtie, and nothing else!
We piled in the family car, and off we were to my first ever church service in my new reality. As we pulled in, I noticed we weren't alone, nearly everyone there was in some form of undress, including the old people, which was sort of gross, but I guess they get to join in the fun too. I just hoped some old biddy wouldn't try to shake her saggy titties at me though, ew!
The church itself appeared mostly the same, except instead of St. Michael's Church of God, we were now entering St. Priapus' Church of Cock. When we got inside, I noticed that it truly was a church of Cock worship, complete with numerous phallic imagery, and very sexual paintings, both straight and gay, but all clearly emphasizing the male form. I quickly found Justin, and sat down beside him as my family filed in on the other side of me.
I had planned on simply holding Justin's hand throughout the service, but he surprised me by grabbing the back of my head and pulling me in for a very passionate kiss. This shocked me, as I was sure that even in Sex World we should be doing this in a church, but as I glanced around I noticed that many others were kissing, and more! I should have known better. So I let myself be taken into this world of pleasure and forgot my former uptight world. I surrendered to the pleasure.
As the service began and Father McGruder stepped up to the alter and began to lead us in our service, Justin already was fishing my rock hard boner out of my pants. All around me people were engaging in some sort of sexual activity. The older gentleman behind me was masturbating and tweaking his nipples under his shirt. A man in front of me was receiving a blowjob from a boy who couldn't have been much older than 10 or 11. Most shockingly, my own dear, sweet mother was busying herself giving a handjob to my Dad... and Hunter!
However, I was too busy to be too shocked, or even to pay much attention to Father McGruder's rantings about Cock and the sacrament of "the holy cum". Justin was down on his knees in front of the pew, working my dick like there was no tomorrow. He deep throated my shaft, licked all around my head & my piss slit, hummed as he made his way down to the base as his nose tickled my pubes. It was all incredibly hot! But suddenly he stopped and got up? Why I thought? Oh yeah, it's time to sing a hymn. Number 387, apparently titled "Cum on My Face, Oh God".
"Cum on my face, oh God, my Lord! Cover my face, with jizz! Cum on my face, oh perfect Cock! What a glorious God He is!"
This was all too much, and as we sat down again, Justin now presented his ass for me to rim. I didn't need to be told, I parted his cheeks and dug right in. His ass was fragrant and sweaty, his hole twitching with desire, and I loved rimming him. My tongue dug deep into his hole, opening him up like a beautiful flower, his manly scent delighting my nose. I kissed both of his cheeks and dove right back in. Soon though it was time again for another hymn, this one entitled "I am a Whore for God".
"I am a Whore for God, today I am a dirty slut! I don't care if you're poor, or your hair is grey, Just please put your dick in my cunt!"
I knew what to do next as Father McGruder began his sermon, "Your Balls Belong to God". I bent Justin over the front of the pew in front of us, and began to push my way into his tight hole. It was a little rough going, as I should have used better lube than just spit, but soon I was all the way in and working up a good rhythm. McGruder was up there, bombastic as always, about how to massage the balls to work up a good load of precious Sperm, and as if on cue Justin reached back and began to stroke & carress my nuts as I pounded his hole more forcefully. This was so wild, everywhere around me people were sucking & fucking, without any shame. It was so hot and so strange, I couldn't stand it. All too soon I reached the point of no return, and blasted inside Justin as I collapsed onto his back, and he began having his own orgasm, his cum dripping all over the floor & my shoes.
In a daze I sat back as Father McGruder finished his "sermon", and our last hymn before the benediction was "Amazing Piss".
"Amazing piss, how sweet the sound! As that torrent goes into the bowl! I want to drink that golden stream, And let it purify my soul!"
Father McGruder bade us to go forth, and spread the Word of Cock through our words and actions, and finished with a hearty "Amen".
And with that, my first Cock Worship service was over, and I & the rest of my family were spent! I had no idea what they had gotten themselves into, but Mom was a mess, and Dad & Hunter weren't much better off. They were drenched in sweat.
We were just about to leave when Father McGruder put his strong hands on my and Justin's shoulders and asked if he could see us in his office. I looked at Justin and shrugged, and followed him to the other side of the church, slightly surprised to notice that there was a big hole in the back of his priest's robe that left his bare & hairy ass completely exposed. I hadn't noticed it before.
As we walked into the small office & closed the door behind us, I noticed a young blonde haired, blue eyed boy standing naked near McGruder's desk. As McGruder sat down he lifted his robe to expose his cock, fully rigid and with impressive girth, and the young boy instantly knelt and began to pleasure the good priest.
Father McGruder only looked at us and smiled. "It's my understanding that you two are now a couple. Congratulations!" He said.
"Yep. We've been together for 3 weeks now, Father," Justin said. "I'm sorry we hadn't told you sooner. And I must say, seeing that boy work your rod brings back memories."
The priest gleamed. "Very good memories. Ah yes, you were always one of my favorite boys. Though as I recall, you were always preferential to my ass."
"Yes Father, I love eating your musky hole."
"Well why don't we relive some memories, so to speak? For old time's sake."
And with that, my boyfriend walked over to the Reverend as he stood up and bent over his desk, his face now very close to mine and the blonde haired angel still servicing his dick, and Justin began to rim his ass, moaning as he did.
"Now Zak," McGruder said with a grunt of pleasure, "as I'm sure you know Mr. Elder here is a world-class whore and a great lay. Not that you aren't of course, but Justin has had my tutelage and knows how to live a good and moral life. As a member of this church I expect you to do the same."
I was so turned on by this I was shaking with lust, and moaned my response, "Yes, Father McGruder!"
"I expect you to suck every cock, lick every asshole, take every dick inside you that you can. I expect you to always push yourself to new levels of lust and debasement. I want you to be an exemplary child of God that the youth of this church can look up to as a role model. Are you prepared for this my son?
"Oh yes Father!"
"Then kiss me!"
I leaned in and locked lips with the priest as he groaned his orgasm, filling the young boy's mouth to overflowing and causing me to spunk in my pants. As I sat back down in the chair Justin came back around the desk, straddled me, and began to make out with me, allowing me to smell and taste McGruder's ass funk.
As he broke the kiss, we both looked to McGruder who was rewarding the boy with a lollipop and caressing his body. "You boys may go now," he said, "my boyfriend and I would like to be alone now."
TO BE CONTINUED...