Joseph liked his slenderness, puny limbs and the shadowy concavity of his backside. It was there in that bleach-sterile communal shower block of the old school block, that Joseph had found himself unexpectedly aroused whilst looking through the hot steaminess at Benjamin’s white nudity. Everyone else was in the seminal chapel for evening prayer time. Joseph and Benjamin had been alone together that evening fifteen years ago, he recalled as if it were yesterday. From there he would be able to catch site of his guest. Joseph ordered a drink from the bar and then made a beeline for a small corner booth that faced the entry. The slim transvestite, collecting the cover charge, did not even look up at the priest, as Joseph passed him a twenty and strolled into the darkened interior. They had not seen each other since they were both horny fourteen years old, back in his early seminary days. The venue had been suggested by Joseph’s black transgendered acquaintance, Toria, as the place to discretely meet his friend, Benjamin. Reaching his final destination, Joseph stepped into the entrance way of the small nightclub bar called ‘The Horned One.” Frequented by the colorful GLBT crowd, in its sleazy dullness Joseph felt the power of his anonymity. But be did not want to waste anymore time, as he didn’t want to be late.
Was it Father O’Brien or someone how looked remarkably like him from this acute angle? Joseph was not sure.
Tonight, as every night since Joseph’s repetitive experience began, the local sleaze pit was bustling with wanton solo masturbators, all eager for an eyeful of cheap taboo-busting smut. His eye, momentarily distracted by the dubious double-billing features of seventies porn – a lewd and luscious double of horrific pornography unapologetically exploring the raunchiest depths of human instinctive desire for primal violence and sex. He turned his head towards the direction of the incongruity and could have sworn he caught a glimpse of his mentor, Father O’Brien, moving towards the entry of the decrepit old ‘Grand Cinema’.
He had walked this very street now more than three dozen times at the very same time following the very same route. His eyes caught a glimpse of something that seemed to be out of place here. “Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.” John Milton from paradise lost. Was this a test of his believes, his piousness, his devotion to serve the heavenly father? Was this an elaborate trick of the Devil or some kind of demonic gift? All he knew was that his search for the Adversary had lead to this state – where he experienced an overwhelming urge to indulge him self to mock and defy all he held dearly to reach new depths of depravity and corruption with each and every awakening…
AWOKEN NO LIMITS 2 COASTER FREE
What was God’s plan for him? But soon he discovered that within these simple constraints, he was actually free – free to do whatever he wanted. At first he was unsure of what he should do. No matter what he did, there seemed to be no consequence, no retribution. He seemed to be stuck between the hours 8.00 pm and 8.00 am of the same day – over and over. He had been tasked by his late mentor to ‘hunt the devil’ and in doing so discover the grace of God Almighty. What do you expect from the sacrifices you are making? What are you devoted to? How are you hung up? What do you need to give up? What are you trying to escape?įather Joseph saw things in a very different way. The inner truth of ones self is realized actuated and activated. Be it goodness from godliness or evil from the demonic. Obedience in stillness brings the authentic faith, not from what is perceived but from what is deeper within. He has been hunting for something and through the quiet reflection from being restrained he finds that what he seeks may not be what he thought it was in the first place. Though suspended and inanimate, he has attained some measure of appreciation of this path of life and death, of good and evil. Even though he hangs above the earth, he is still connected through the contact with the tree. One foot is crossed in a T-cross position. The ‘hanging man’ is depicted by a youth that hangs from a living tree upside down. STORY CODES: LGBT themes, Cohesion, Corruption, Lolita, NC, Rape, Bondage, Sadism, WS, Some Scat, Drug use, MC, Black Magic, Devil Worship, Demons, and Evil themes.ĪUTHOR NOTES: Special thank you to my friend Dev Hunter for his inspiration for this story. All Rights Reserved © 2017 LITTLESALLY666. This is story is intended for adult entertainment only. The content of the story is not representative of the writer’s beliefs, opinions or attitudes. The characters in this story have been made up.
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