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Subject: Mark of the Brotherhood: Chapter 3 This fictional story features incest, sex scenes between men and boys, and supernatural elements. If you are offended by any of this, please do not read any further. If you are a minor, leave now. Nifty is a one of kind resource for a special kind of erotica, and both writers and readers benefit greatly from your support. Please donate to this awesome site fty/ **** Bruce continued to walk further into the cave while firmly holding onto his youngest son's hand. Jaxon, though he trusted his father completely, couldn't help but feel anxiety rising up in him as the man slowly led him deeper through the vastness of the damp, dark, corridor. Feeling his son's hesitancy when the boy began tugging on his hand, the high priest stopped walking. Crouching down in front of him, he attempted to settle his son's worries. *quot;Jax, I know it's dark and frightening in here. But I promise, soon that will all change. You trust me?*quot; Though he couldn't see his father squatting right in front of him, Jaxon felt reassured by the sound of his voice and the warmth of his breath on his face. *quot;Okay dad.*quot; Leaning forward, Bruce gently kissed his son's forehead before standing back up to take his hand. Knowing that the catacombs they were walking through were actually a gateway to the hell dimension where their dark lord was king, he decided to keep this bit of information to himself. As the pair continued to walk, Jaxon suddenly heard his father speak. As though he were talking to the air, the boy listened as he began chanting an incantation in Latin. The boy watched with amazement as instantly the torches attached to the walls of the cave began to ignite; their flames dancing wildly as they began to illuminate the pitch black path that was laid out before them. Smiling, Jaxon looked up at his father as the handsome man looked down at him, playfully winking his eye. After walking for a considerable distance, Bruce stopped to rummage through the backpack, pulling out a small glass vial of liquid attached to a string of leather. Placing the leather strap around his neck, the high priest motioned to his son that they needed to continue on their journey. Taking his father's hand, Jaxon once again followed his lead as the man guided him through the labyrinth of shadows, noticing that he was leaving the bag behind. *quot;Dad, what about the backpack?*quot; *quot;Don't worry about it son. We don't need it now.*quot; Continuing to walk at his father's side, Jaxon became alarmed when he was confronted by one of his greatest fears. *quot;DAD! SNAKES!*quot; Glancing down at the ground in front of them, Bruce saw hundreds of serpents slithering around on the walkway. *quot;DADDY! PLEASE NO!*quot; Cried Jaxon loudly; his voice echoing throughout the cave as he clawed at his father's shirt in a panic. Having forgotten about his son's fear of snakes, Bruce immediately picked the boy up off the ground. Trembling violently, Jaxon wept uncontrollably as he clung tightly to his father's neck and torso with his arms and legs, *quot;Jax...baby, it's alright. They're not gonna hurt us. There just welcoming us.*quot; Bruce stroked his son's back while he tenderly kissed his cheek, attempting to calm the boy as he proceeded to walk forward. Trying hard to be brave, Jaxon opened his eyes just enough to look down at the ground to see the serpents parting from the path as his father continued to carry him through the dark maze. As his father continued to walk, Jaxon could suddenly feel a warm breeze glide across parts of the bare skin of his body as his father carried him deeper into the catacombs. Pressed firmly against his chest, the boy suddenly felt his skin in direct contact with his father's skin. As the pair moved forward, piece by piece, Jaxon could feel his clothes slowly beginning to disintegrate. With every step he took along the path, Bruce felt his shirt, pants, and even his shoes begin to unravel and simply vanish, followed by the sensation of feeling his son's soft, warm skin against his hairy, muscular chest. Within the span of a minute, every article of clothing that the pair had on had completely fallen away, leaving them totally naked. Feeling the warm ground beneath his bare feet, Bruce recalled how this same thing had happened when his father had brought him through the portal as a boy, as well as when he brought his two older sons through. With a look of anticipation on his face, he also remembered what was about to happen next. Seeing the dim light at the end of the cavernous tunnel, Bruce and Jaxon were quickly overwhelmed by a mystical force of carnal lust. As the high priest continued to walk he felt his cock begin to throb, rising up between his legs as it grew more erect with every step he took. Still in his father's arms, Jaxon could feel Bruce's chest hair tickling his smooth skin. Excited by the touch and smell of his father's sweaty, pungent flesh pressed up next to his own, the boy clung tightly to his body as he began to uncontrollably grind his hard little cock against the man's torso. Enthralled by the sensation of his young son humping his upper body, Bruce slid his right hand down to join his left hand that was already supporting Jaxon's little bare ass. Vigorously, the high priest began to massage his son's smooth, round bottom as his turgid member bobbed up and down, rubbing against the crack of the boy's butt. Fighting the urge to throw his son down on the ground and enter him, the high priest continued to walk, settling for the thrill of turning his head towards the boy's face to passionately kiss him with his tongue. Having reached the end of the maze, Bruce excited the cave, carrying Jaxon across the threshold from one world into another. Looking up at the atmosphere, the high priest şişli travesti grinned as he remembered the deep purple hue of the sky hanging high above his head. Eyeing the expanse of the land, Bruce recalled the dense, black trees growing far up in the hills that surrounded him. Peering closer, he could see the glowing white eyes of the demonic creatures that populated the nether realm, slowly moving about as they watched him and his son with curiousity. Directing his attention forward, Bruce grinned with anticipation when he laid eyes on the familiar, large, violet colored lake. Sitting right in front of him on the lake shore stood a large altar made of stone. This would be the sacred place where Jaxon would be laid down to except his master's cock for the very first time. When a boy was born to a man who belonged to the brotherhood, from the moment he took his first breath he was destined to be a member as well. At the age of 11, when the boy was at the dawn of his adolescence, he would be delivered to the underworld by his father and dedicated to Sebakeen by accepting the hell god's semen for the first time. Carrying him over to the altar, Bruce gently laid Jaxon down. Lying naked on the large stone slab, the boy continued to paw hungrily at his father's, sweaty bare skin. *quot;Daddy...I want to touch myself!*quot; Bruce watched with delight as his son writhed on the stone like a bitch in heat, his taut, young body trembling with sexual excitement. Seeing him in this state, the high priest knew that the boy was deeply under the spell of the surroundings of their master's realm Bruce smiled down at Jaxon. *quot;Go ahead, baby. Don't be shy. Our master would love to see that.*quot; Jaxon wasted no time. Opening his long, thin legs, the boy reached down to touch himself with both hands, vigorously massaging his genitals. Pulling the glass vial attached to the leather strap from his neck, the high priest stood over the nude body of his young son, anointing parts of his flesh with the oil. Pouring the contents of the vial onto his fingers, Bruce rubbed the substance onto Jaxon's forehead, chest, legs, feet and finally his penis. When he finished applying the oil to his child's skin, the high priest poured a significant amount into his palm, rubbing it generously over his throbbing, rigid shaft. Standing in front of the altar, Bruce positioned himself to face the vast lake. Raising up his arms, the high priest began to chant the invocation that would summon his master's spirit. *quot;Hail to the dark lord of flesh and lust! Oh mighty Sebakeen, hear my cries! Grace us with your presence in this sacred realm so that my son, your disciple, Jaxon Clark, may be accepted and baptized in your divine essence! HAIL TO THE ORDER OF SEBAKEEN!*quot; As he patiently waited for a response, the high priest gazed out over the vastness of the violet colored lake. Almost instantaneously, Bruce watched with awe as the waters began to turn black and the waves began to violently crash against each other. Standing completely aroused, Bruce watched closely as Sebakeen emerged from the center of the lake. Appearing at his original height of fifty feet tall, the naked, dark deity awakened from his slumber by throwing his head back to mightily roar. Trembling, Bruce watched in amazement as the gigantic figure moved closer to where he was standing, his humongous horse cock swaying side to side like a pendulum with every step he took. As the demonic creature strode through the deep, dark water, something curious began to happen. As he quickly approached the shore, his body began to change. Transforming into his mortal guise, Sebakeen walked towards Bruce. Shrinking down to a height of 6'5, the creature now resembled a fit, hard bodied man in his early 30's. With his shoulder length black hair, deep brown eyes and glowing bronze skin, the deity presented himself in his human form. Taking a knee, Bruce immediately bowed his head to his almighty dark father. *quot;My lord.*quot; Sauntering up next to the high priest, the hell god purposely placed his inner thigh against the man's cheek, letting his human male penis dangle directly in the face of his humble disciple. *quot;Take my cock in your mouth, my son. Pleasure me.*quot; The mortal man looked directly into the eyes of his master before exuberantly wrapping his lips around his long, thick member, greedily sucking on his shaft as he lustfully panted and moaned. Sebakeen stared down at Bruce with a wicked smile, enjoying how the mortal man felated his swelling member. Looking over to his right, the deity immediately noticed Jaxon watching his father give him a blow job as he lie nude on the stone altar, playing with his own small dick. *quot;That's enough.*quot; Said Sebakeen sternly to Bruce, commanding him to stop. Having to exercise the force of his willpower, the high priest almost began to whine in disappointment as he let his master's cock fall from in between his lips. Moving towards the altar, Sebakeen gleefully watched Jaxon as he masturbated in front of him. Gently placing his large hands on the young boy's body, the deity smiled as he tenderly caressed the boy's skin. *quot;Yes, young one, show me how you make yourself feel good!*quot; Jaxon proceeded to jerk his hard little cock faster as the hell god continued to run his large, masculine hands over the boy's, taut, hairless physique. Realizing that he had already been anointed with the sacred oil, the deity began chanting in a demonic language. Leaning down to press his lips against Jaxon's lips, Sebakeen flicked his reptilian tongue inside the boy's mouth. Excited by the deity's gesture, the boy placed his hands on either side of Sebakeen's face, smiling as he enjoyed the sweet taste of his new master's saliva. Grinning widely, Sebakeen beylikdüzü travesti slid his hands underneath Jaxon's small frame, picking him up to cradle him in his arms. As the muscular being pivoted to walk towards the lake he paused to turn and look back at the boy's father. *quot;It is time, Bruce.*quot; Getting up off his knee, Bruce nodded his head knowingly as he began to follow the deity into the lake; his fully engorged cock bouncing with every step he took. Standing waist deep in the black water, Sebakeen lowered Jaxon's nude body down. With his arm supporting the back of the boy's neck, the hell god fully immersed him into the lake for a few seconds, bringing him back up to the surface as he chanted. *quot;Soul of my soul. Seed of my seed. Flesh of my flesh.*quot; The high priest watched as his dark master took his own member in his hand, jerking himself off in order to produce the seed that he would then feed to Jaxon as part of the baptism. Right as the demonic creature brought himself to climax, Bruce watched in horror as the being quickly made a bloody incision underneath the head of his penis with his finger nail. The high priest couldn't help the shocked expression that befell his face when he watched as Sebakeen shot his load onto Jaxon's mouth as he placed his bleeding cock inside of the boy's lips. Looking on with confusion as Jaxon furiously suckled the deity's dome, the bewildered man unconsciously stepped back when he saw his son open his eyes. No longer did the boy possess the beautiful, crystal blue colored irises of his father. In their place were the fiery red and yellow explosions that were the eyes of Sebakeen. Bruce was dumbfounded. Never had he seen or heard of Sebakeen performing such an act in any other baptism before. In the past, when he had brought both of his older son's to be baptized by the deity there had never been any kind of blood ritual involved. Finally, seeing his son staring back at him with those piercing, hellish eyes, the high priest had truly become frightened. *quot;BRUCE! Focus!*quot; Yelled the hell god. Remembering that it was his time to participate in the ritual, the high priest moved towards the opposite side of where Sebakeen was standing. Placing his hands underneath his son in the water, Bruce helped the hell god transfer the boy's body out of the lake and back onto the altar. Once the boy was laid back down on the stone, Sebakeen and Bruce jumped up on the altar to join him. Watching the high priest closely, the deity opened Jaxon's legs, moving his head down to start licking the boy's soft little asshole. Kneeling beside his son on the altar, Bruce nervously leaned down to kiss him on the mouth, trying hard to forget about what he had just seen. Seeing his father's cock dangling between his thighs, Jaxon stuck out his tongue, gesturing to the man that he wanted to suck on it. Moving his pelvis closer to Jaxon's face, Bruce watched as the boy took his member into his young mouth, sliding his lips across the swollen dome of his cock. Amorously sucking on his father's dick, Jaxon moaned with pleasure as his father reached down between his legs to jerk his cock. Feeling his son's mouth over his penis, Bruce began to forget about what he had just seen when he felt his boy wantonly suck on his member with his lips. Concentrating on the boy's hole, Sebakeen flicked his long tongue against Jaxon's anus, wetting it thoroughly in preparation to mount him for the first time. Enjoying the feel of the boy's smooth flesh against his tongue, as well as the taste of his hole, Sebakeen could feel his cock become solid when he looked up to see Jaxon sucking on his father's dick. Getting up on his knees, the muscular deity rested the boy's smooth legs over his thighs as he placed the head of his throbbing cock against Jaxon's tender opening. Looking up at him nervously, Bruce noticed Jaxon swallowing hard in anticipation of what he knew was coming next. *quot;Don't worry, baby. Our master's gonna make you feel so good. I promise.*quot; Said Bruce with a warm smile. Feeling relaxed by his father's reassuring words, Jaxon smiled back at the man, knowing he was telling him the truth. Bruce watched with delight as Sebakeen entered Jaxon for the first time. Looking down at the expression of total bliss that covered his son's face, the high priest knew that the boy was lost in the throws of ecstasy as he felt the deity stretching his tight little hole. On his knees, Sebakeen thrust his meaty cock in and out of Jaxon's tender boy hole as he pumped his pelvis back and forth between his legs. Seeing the look of total satisfaction on the boy's face, the hard bodied diety breathed heavily, enjoying the feel of young Jaxon's rectum as it enveloped and squeezed his thick, hard cock. Watching as Jaxon took his member back in between his lips, Bruce glanced over to look at Sebakeen. Seeing the deity lost in his carnal excitement he knew that it wouldn't be long before his dark master achieved orgasm and bred his boy. Tightening up his solid, muscular physique, Sebakeen began to tremble as he felt his load shoot out of his cock and enter Jaxon's hole, flooding his young body with his seed. *quot;YES! YES!*quot; Cried Sebakeen. Seeing his master get his nut, the high priest knew that it was his turn to participate in the ritual. *quot;Bruce, come and mount your boy.*quot; Commanded Sebakeen. Doing what he was told, Bruce jumped down off the altar to trade places with his master. Jumping back up, the high priest rolled his son's body over, repositioning him in doggie style. Parting his son's little butt cheeks with his big hands, Bruce couldn't help but get excited when he smelled his master's load wafting up from his boy's bare ass. Seeing his soaking wet hole, Bruce directed his aching istanbul travesti hard on at Jaxon's anus, penetrating his ring with his turgid meat. Feeling his father's cock inside of his body for the first time, Jaxon began to moan loudly as he enjoyed the sensation of being fucked by his father. *quot;I love it, daddy! I love it!*quot; Was all the boy could say. Hearing his son shout out in a fit of sexual rapture, Bruce could feel himself getting close. With both of his hands on the boy's hips, the high priest pumped his son's sloppy, little hole, fully intending on making it even creamier. Feeling the warmth and softness of Jaxon's young flesh tunnel, Bruce was unable to hold onto his nut any longer. *quot;Oh God! Oh God!*quot; Shouted the high priest. Smiling devilishly, Sebakeen watched with immense satisfaction as Bruce climaxed inside of his son. **** Sitting opposite of the two of them, Bruce casually stroked his own dick as he watched his master bond with his son as they all sat together on the altar. Seeing Jaxon sitting on Sebakeen's lap, the high priest smiled as he watched the two fondling each other tenderly while they playfully giggled together. Though he thoroughly enjoyed the sexual aspect of a ritual baptism, the high priest also loved the part that came afterwards, when his master would lovingly bond with the newest member of the order. Seeing Sebakeen be so gentle, patient and kind to his son, it reminded Bruce just how dedicated he was to all of his disciples who were loyal to him; if you genuinely made the effort to love, honor, and obey him, he would do everything in his power to give you the world, and his power was strong and vast. However, thinking about his master's generousity also reminded Bruce of his wrath. Sebakeen was fiercely possessive, once you gave your love to him he expected it for the rest of your life. Like being a member of a mob family, once you were in there was no way out. As Bruce watched his dark lord continue to cuddle with his son, he reminded himself to make sure that Jaxon grew to understand the expectations of his new master. **** Unlocking the front door to their house, both Bruce and Jaxon were thoroughly surprised when they walked in on an unexpected sight. Members of the brotherhood from three different cities, Los Angeles, San Francisco and Seattle, had all gathered at their home to welcome young Jaxon into the fold as the brotherhood's newest member. Hearing the large sect of men and boys yell surprise, Bruce watched with joy as his two older sons, Adam and Caleb, rushed forward to pick up their little brother, welcoming him home by covering him with hugs and kisses. Next, Jaxon's grandfather, Joseph, worked his way through the crowd of males to do the same before setting the boy down to hug and kiss his own son, Bruce. Jaxon smiled brightly as every member of the order moved toward him. One by one, every male member of the sect took turns hugging and kissing their newest brother. As music was turned on and food and drink were served, Bruce looked out over the crowd of males in the room with pride as he held on firmly to his father's hand. **** Later that evening, as the male servants of the brotherhood cleaned up after the party, Adam, Caleb and Jaxon laid naked together, cuddling under the blankets of Adam's king size bed as all three boys watched the latest super hero movie on the big screen TV in his bedroom. Outside, Joseph relaxed on a chaise lounge by the brightly lit pool, firing up a cigar and sipping on a cocktail as he watched his son swim gracefully in the nude under the darkness of the night sky. Climbing out of the pool, Bruce grinned as he laid down beside his father on the chaise, groping the man's package over his swimsuit. Putting his arm around his son's wet shoulders, Joseph gave Bruce a tender kiss before bringing his glass up to his son's lips, urging him to take a sip; Bruce willingly complied with his father's gesture. *quot;This is nice, dad. I miss cuddling with you.*quot; Joseph giggled heartily as he recalled a memory. *quot;One night when you were around 5 years old, I heard you crying in your bedroom. So, I went to pick you up and bring you to my room. After that time, I think you slept with me almost every night until you were 16.*quot; Bruce smirked. *quot;That's because I was always trying to get other boys from the order to have sex with me in my bed.*quot; Joseph chuckled. *quot;You little slut.*quot; Bruce couldn't help but laugh until his father leaned down to kiss his mouth. Feeling his son's soft tongue rubbing against his own, Joseph reached down to paw at his wet, naked body, instantly getting wood from the sensation. *quot;Dad.*quot; Said Bruce. *quot;Please fuck me?*quot; Excited by his son's request, Joseph immediately stood up from the chair, eagerly yanking off his swimsuit. Though he was 65 years old, his cock could still get as hard as a rock; this was a fact that his son never got tired of finding out for himself. Motioning to his son to turn around, Bruce got into doggie position on the chaise. Arching his back, the high priest let out a little moan when he felt his father's erection slide up passed his ring and enter his body. Pumping his son's ass with vigor, Joseph leaned forward, bending down over his back to whisper in his ear. *quot;Know what I love the most about sleeping with you?*quot; Joseph panted. *quot;What dad?*quot; *quot;When I wake up next to you in the morning and you open those beautiful blue eyes to look at me.*quot; Hearing his father's words, Bruce immediately flashed back to seeing Jaxon's demonic eyes after the blood ritual. Attempting to clear the whole incident from his mind, Bruce beared down further, feeling Joseph's dick slide deeper up inside his butt. Getting lost in the pleasure of fucking his father's cock with his ass, Bruce turned his head to kiss him as the older man repeatedly penetrated his boy's hole with abandon. **** I appreciate any and all feedback. If you have any comments or questions, feel free to email me at: ail If you're on Wickr, you can message me at: iroland1.