Title : Devil's Collector - part 4
Written by : Hector Himeros
Cover model : Jack Rey - Suite703 Hot Jocks Nice Cocks
Background : CGTextures.com
Words : 7495 words
Scene : M/M, romance, anal
Setting : Jack's bedroom, church
Location : Virginia colony
Time : 1638
Character #1 : Jack Reynolds - 33 - Caucasian man - gay - top
Character #2 : Thomas White - 21 - Caucasian man - gay - bottom
Character #3 : Peter Hutchins - 45 - Caucasian - ? - ?

Jack Reynolds was an unfortunate gay man who lived in the era of British colonies in America, when gays could be legally hanged for the glory of God. Jack and his boyfriend were captured by the homophobic townsmen. On the day before Jack was hanged, they forced him to watch the execution of his boyfriend. Closing his eyes, Jack prepared himself to die as the noose was tightened around his neck. But suddenly, a gust of wind flew him away. To his surprise, he found himself in hell and the devil himself stood before him. The devil who prefered to be called Devlin offered Jack an opportunity to be his cum collector. His job was to milk men and to collect their cum, because Devlin needed it to build a new demonic army. As the devil's collector, Jack was given a set of supernatural powers, as well as immortality, which he could use to avenge the death of his male lover. However, hundreds of years later, in modern time, when Jack was on duty, milking cocks for Devlin, met a man who reminded him of his late boyfriend. Involuntarily, Jack fell in love all over again. That's when problem arose, because the devil didn't tolerate any kinds of love, including man-to-man love.

            "Mr. Reynolds, are you alright in there? I heard some groans. What happened in there?" The night watchman insisted to know.

            "Damn! It took me a lot of efforts to plunge my dick head in and now I have to let it go?" Jack looked quite distraught and unhappy.

            "I'm sorry," Thomas said, regretting what he did.

            "It's alright. Listen, we need to fool the watchman. Stand up slowly and follow me. Never let my cock go. I'm not gonna pull my cock out."

            Confused, Thomas had no idea what Jack meant. Yet, he meekly followed Jack's direction. Together, both men got off the bed. They kept their bodies close together to maintain the penetration. As Thomas walked, he winced because his tender asshole received more frictions from Jack's engorged dick. Grabbing a blanket, Jack covered their naked bodies. Amid the darkness, they hobbled clumsily to the door. At one point, Jack's erection almost popped out from Thomas' hole but Jack quickly pulled the youth's body against him.

            "Walk slowly," Jack whispered. "Remember, keep smiling. We can't risk getting caught."

            A part of Thomas thought what Jack did was stupid. The plan wouldn't work. Yet, another part of him was actually turned on! The idea of playing with fire excited him a lot. His dick rose and hardened by itself, throbbing against the blanket. To suppress it, Thomas had to reach down and held the defiant meat in his hand. His other hand clutched the blankets securely, to conceal the obscenity underneath. He winced again when he felt Jack's dick lurch inward. His heart beating fast, Thomas was too afraid to think about anything. He simply hoped that they could fool the night watchman.

            "Mr. Reynolds," the night watchman called again, with a louder voice. Just as he was about to knock the door, it swung open. "There you are, Mr. Reynolds. Are you alright?"

            "Yes, I'm fine. So is Thomas. He just had a terrible nightmare. I was trying to comfort him when you knocked on the door. Thank you for checking upon us. We really appreciate it," Jack said, displaying his best smile. Under the fake smile, he concealed his nervousness quite well.

            But the night watchman couldn't stop staring at Jack and Thomas. "What are you doing exactly?" he asked, trying not to judge too quickly. "Why are you both shirtless and huddling together inside a blanket?"

            Jack quickly replied, "Oh, we're both freezing. It was rather cold tonight but I only have one blanket. Thus, we have no choice but to share it."

            Jack tried to look casually cool by moving his shoulders a bit. Yet, such slight movement managed to shake his dick in Thomas' ass. The youth involuntarily winced!

            "Are you alright, Mr. White? You look as if you're in pain," the night watchman asked, observing Thomas' face like a hawk ready to prey upon its next meal.

            "I'm alright. I think I ate something bad. My stomach is aching at the moment." And he made a fake wince to convince the night watchman.

            "If you both are freezing then why are you sweating?" the man asked again, staring at them as if they were aliens.

            "Oh, we were freezing at then but now the blanket has warmed us up, a bit too much I'd say."

            Inside the blanket, Jack's hand held Thomas' stomach to pull the youth close to his body. His hand brushed against Thomas' dick and he knew how desperately horny the youth was. Jack simply grinned in his mind, thinking about how good it would be to fuck the cum out of Thomas' dick. Naughtily, Jack pushed Thomas' hand away so that he could grab the dick for himself. However, when his callused palm made contact with Thomas' sensitive cock head, the youth gave a slight jump.

            "I guess everything is under control here." The watchman looked away as he said, "Goodnight, gentlemen."

            As soon as the night watchman was gone, Jack quickly closed the door. He certainly didn't forget to lock it, as well. It took another minute before they both could breathe in relief. They both let he blanket fall down to reveal two naked bodies, joined by the ass and cock.

            Thomas' body was drenched in cold sweat as worry mounted. His smooth athletic chest rose and fell. "Did it work?" he asked, almost whispering.

            "If it didn't, we wouldn't have been standing here," Jack said, before delivering a lustful kiss onto Thomas' neck. "Come on. We have an unfinished business."

            The young man whimpered when he was pushed onto the wall. He flinched slightly when his sensitive nipples were rubbed. Instinctively, his ass clenched, choking Jack's intruding manhood. But by doing so, he simply worsened the pain. Learning from his earlier mistake, Thomas did his best to muffle his groans. Nevertheless, it was harder than he thought. If only he had been allowed to cry out, it would have been easier to take on Jack's raging erection. Tears wetted his eyes again, as a part of natural response to Jack's anal invasion. Sobbing silently, he relaxed his hole. As soon as he did so, the manhood slid in deeper.

            "Fuck yeah! Baby, my cock sinks deeper into your hot ass," Jack happily announced. From behind, he groped Thomas' smooth yet athletic body. "I love you so much, Thomas. And I'm gonna show it with my cock."

            "Ah!" Thomas gasped, clenching his fists. At one point, the pain became so unbearable that he had to bang the wall. Fortunately, the wall was quite thick. Thus, the banging sound didn't echo throughout the house. Nevertheless, after being plugged for several minutes, Thomas' ass gradually learned to adapt. The ass ring became more flexible although pain still radiated from its surface.

            "Do you feel my love pole, baby?" To emphasize his question, Jack deliberately pushed his dick deeper into the helpless youth. "Do you know how much I want to pour my seed in you? Gosh, you're so sexy."

            After enduring pain for quite some time, slowly Thomas understood why so many men were willing to commit themselves into the sin of Sodom. "Jack, oh! I feel you."

            "Yeah, you do? That's great because I'm gonna fuck you all night long and breed your ass. We're gonna make babies."

            Although Thomas knew that it was impossible for two men to produce an offspring, the thought of it was somewhat sexy. Thomas saw himself spread his legs for Jack's raging cock as Jack pounded his ass mercilessly. Imagining the cock spray creamy milky liquid deep in his rectum, Thomas couldn't help moaning. Now, the youth was fully in heat. Defiantly, his dick reached maximum hardness and banged itself against the wall. He didn't need to let Jack know how horny he was because, as his cock hardened, his ass tightened by itself.

            "Fuck, baby. You're hard. I'm even harder for you. Damn!" The muscled stud gasped, pushing in the rest of his manhood. "Ah!" he growled, feeling the tip of his dick poke at Thomas' fleshy rectal wall.

            "Jack, oh! I can feel your cock throb inside me. Ah, this is amazing," Thomas panted, squirming against the wall. "Fuck, ah! Jack, do me. Do my ass, harder." Like a slut in heat, Thomas begged to get bred.

            "You're such a slut, baby. But I love it." Jack became more sexually aggressive. "I'm gonna fuck you till we both cum. Oh!"

            Panting and grunting, both naked men continued the copulation. Loud growls occasionally were heard but only loud enough to their ears. Longingly, Thomas pushed his ass backward, hoping to get more of Jack's insatiable cock. More sweat drops beaded up their naked bodies despite the cool air around them. The room became the silent witness of their raging lust.

            "Take my cock, baby. Yeah, you're mine. All mine," Jack slurred, snorting occasionally. "Damn! I love your tight ass. I can't get enough of it."

            "Yes, fuck me. I need your cock, Jack."

            Listening to himself, Thomas was surprised at how blunt he could be. He was always thought that saying dirty words was sinful. Yet, after he tried it, it brought a certain thrill. As his mouth uttered the words, such as fuck and cock, his body trembled with desire. He only wished that he could scream those words aloud. Squirming, Thomas started to get bored staring at the empty wall. He suddenly was overcome by a strong urge to gaze at his lover's masculine face. Thus, he turned his body around. Yet, Jack pushed him back as he rudely plowed Thomas' loosened channel.

            "Don't move around. I want to fuck your ass," Jack grunted. "If you move, my cock will pop out of your ass."

            "But I want to see your face, darling. I need to see the love in your eyes," Thomas answered, panting for breath.

            To Thomas' disappointment, Jack didn't give any response except thrusting harder into him. The youth continued to whimper, pressing the wall with his head. With his ass shoved backward, Thomas' erect cock bounced up and down, in time with the harsh rhythm of the penetration. He moaned helplessly, feeling Jack's prick reach the previously unreachable spots. The pleasure intensified when a drop of precum rolled out from the slit. After it emerged, it stayed for a while there, clinging onto the head. Then, beautifully, it stretched down and formed a shiny string of precum. Yet, the rude thrust shook Thomas' body so hard that the precum drop was splattered onto the wall.

            Knowing how much Thomas enjoyed being penetrated, Jack increased the intensity. He shoved his dick deep, until there was no more length to push in. Occasionally, he made some rotating movements by shaking his hips. Whatever he did with his dick, he easily kept Thomas sexually excited. Several drops of sweat raced down against one another as they flowed down Jack's broad's back. When the hunk shook his body, some sweat simply dripped onto the floor. For several more minutes, Jack fucked Thomas that way. Yet, he easily got bored and needed new variation.

            "Don't stop, please." Thomas complained when he no longer received any thrust. "What are you doing?" he asked when Jack manhandled his sweaty body.

            "Lift your leg up and try to rotate your body," Jack instructed authoritatively. "Don't worry. I'm gonna support your body. You won't fall. Come on, baby. Hold onto my body."

            Awkwardly, Thomas obliged. It sounded easy at first, but doing it was a different matter. Gingerly, he lifted his left leg first. Aided by Jack's strong arms, the youth rotated his body. He had to hold the wall for additional support. The muscles within his legs contracted hard, almost to an unbearable point. In the process, the naked youth felt more vulnerable as he was forced to trust Jack completely. Carefully, he moved his left leg passed Jack's head. Thomas' erection and balls were exposed to Jack's lustful stare. After the left leg was positioned on the other side of Jack's body, Thomas lifted the right one. At then, he totally relied on Jack's arms to prop his body.

            "Fuck! You're so beautiful, Thomas. Your naked body, your smooth skin, your hard cock... Damn!"

            True to his words, Jack's dick throbbed more excitedly inside. When Thomas rotated his body awkwardly, Jack's dick hardened at the stimulation. Clutching hard, Thomas' asshole squeezed the cock shaft in circular motion. Jack gasped repeatedly as some precum was forcibly wrung out. He restrained himself from fucking the ass, until Thomas had completed the repositioning. His muscles flexing, Jack held onto Thomas' bare buttocks. To ease his burden, he pushed Thomas' back against the wall.

            Facing his boyfriend, Thomas wrapped his legs securely around Jack's waist. Afraid to fall down, he draped his arms around Jack's sturdy neck. At the same time, Thomas was still impaled by Jack's relentless erection. Whimpering, he pulled himself up so that he could reach Jack's lips with his. Both men kissed with full passion, knowing that they were very lucky to find each other. A breath was pushed out of Thomas' mouth when Jack's dick lurched inward. With his back pushed against the wall, the youth tightened his arms around Jack.

            "Are you ready to receive my cum, baby?" Jack asked, as if wanting to make sure that Thomas wouldn't change his mind.

            "Yes, darling Jack. Fuck me as deep as you can. I'm yours," the youth panted, his glazed eyes centering on Jack's face. "Breed me. Make me yours."

            "Oh, baby," Jack whispered before sealing the youth's mouth with his. "Fuck!"

            The man suddenly cursed, his face contorting hard. For a moment, he stopped poking at Thomas' ass. His body trembled while the muscles grew larger. It was clear that Jack was holding back from spraying Thomas' ass. He refused to come too fast because he still wanted to savor more intimacy. Gasping, he squeezed his eyes close and bit his lower lip. Inside, Jack's dick curved up to block the piss slit. Despite his best effort, a milky gooey drop managed to escape the slit. At the same time, minor orgasm traveled down his spine. Another profanity was heard.

            Thomas was rather disappointed. "I thought you were going to spout your seed inside me."

            "Yes, I will, but not now, because I need to satisfy you first."

            Hearing such a sincere reason, Thomas smiled. "Then what are you waiting for? Fuck my ass."

            And Jack gladly obeyed, after a few minutes later. Not losing any mood for sex, the virile stud resumed the penetration. At then, most of his muscles started to ache. However, he was certain that he could still fuck in such cumbersome position for some more minutes. He simply wanted to make sure that Thomas' first sexual experience would be remembered for the rest of his life. Snorting, he renewed his stamina and lifted Thomas' body a few inches higher. 

            "Oh!" Thomas moaned, feeling Jack's dick churn inside. It was such a pleasant sensation. The youth realized that he was addicted to same-sex copulation. The longer he had Jack's dick in his body, the more he craved to get sodomized. Inevitably, the thought of sin came over to distract him. Yet, his mind quickly abandoned that thought. He told himself that there was nothing wrong with getting fucked by another man as long as it was done consensually. Looking into Jack's expressive face, he knew that he totally belonged to Jack.

            "Fuck! Your ass is still tight. Damn! I'm fucking a sexy handsome virgin. Ah yes!"

            "Fuck my ass, darling Jack. Do me. Yeah! I want your big cock." He no longer had any reservation as his mouth spouted a string of sexual profanities. "Screw my ass. Oh!"

            "Yes, I'm screwing your ass now. You're mine, baby. Mine to fuck, mine to love..." Jack ended his sentence with another passionate kiss.

            Evidently, Thomas' body ached as well, after maintaining the awkward position for quite some time. To relieve the dull ache, he leaned his back against the wall. The excessive sweat served as lubricant to protect his bare back from the friction. Much of the sweat was absorbed into the wall though. At times, the handsome young man winced because Jack's dick impaled him too deep. Yet, the pain he felt was a part of the erotic experience. And he was eager to draw the sexual aggression out of Jack.

            Meanwhile, Thomas' dick was left unattended. Desperately throbbing for release, the slimy cock rubbed itself on Jack's chiseled abs. Up and down, Thomas' foreskin continued to reveal and conceal the cock head in turns. Jack's washboard stomach acted like a stroking hand. Eager to gain more pleasure, Thomas deliberately shoved his crotch forward. Much precum was rubbed all over both their bodies. The smell of sex soon permeated the room.

            "Don't stop fucking me, Jack. Breed my ass. Oh!"

            "I won't, baby. I love fucking your ass. Fuck! I think I'm addicted to it."

            Still impaling Thomas' asshole, Jack's mighty rod kept stretching the anal cavity without getting tired. In and out, the cock made its way. Thomas' channel had been plowed quite well. The gripping entrance was slick with overflowing precum. As the canal was constantly pumped, the accumulated precum was drawn out whenever Jack's dick withdrew itself. Within minutes, Jack's precum, which had been mixed with Thomas' ass juice, dripped down the swollen ass lips and onto the floor. Droplets of sweat sprinkled down whenever Jack's body jerked.

            "Are you horny, baby? Do you want to cum?" Jack asked, heaving heavily.

            "Yes, I'm horny for you, Jack. Make me cum, please. Oh!" Thomas replied. Sweat dripped down his cute face.

            "I want to see you shoot your cum all over your smooth yet bulging chest. Yeah, baby. It's gonna be the second time you came tonight. Fuck, that's gonna be so hot." Jack got horny just by thinking about it.

            It seemed that Thomas' dick responded well to each thrust delivered by Jack's prick. Whenever Jack drilled deep, Thomas' erection throbbed harder. From the slit, fresh precum dripped down frequently. Much of it had already dampened Thomas' hairy crotch. Yet, as the amount grew, some of the liquid was spilled, finding its way down to smear Jack's crotch. Carefully placing his head on the wall, Thomas moaned out his ecstasy. He knew that he couldn't hold off any longer. The pressure in his balls was too great to ignore.

            "I think I'm close, Jack. I'm about to come," Thomas warned.

            "Then shoot it, baby. Let me see your love juice. Squirt it. Yeah!"

            "Jack, oh!" Thomas growled, instinctively trying to stroke his dick. Then, he realized that he couldn�t do that because both of his hands were around Jack's neck.

            "Hold onto my naked body, babe. I'm gonna carry you to the bed," Jack instructed, taking a deep breath.

            Gathering his strength, the naked macho man flexed his arms and lifted Thomas up. It was not easy, considering that Thomas was a grown man. Jack smiled as Thomas' legs and arms tightened around his body. To him, it was a sign that Thomas trusted him wholly and that he depended on him for safety. As a man who enjoyed being in charge, he liked how submissive Thomas was. Taking his steps one by one, he moved Thomas back to the bed. The fact that the room was dark added another level of difficulty. It felt like forever but he finally did it.

            Thomas looked glad as his sweaty back met the soft bed clothes. The previous sex position was intense but too cumbersome. He preferred the old-fashioned position: on his back. Once he lay comfortably on the bed, he lifted his legs and hooked them up on Jack's broad shoulders. Jack's manhood stayed inside, never popping out. The young man sighed as he was being pumped again. Extending his arms out, he grabbed Jack's drenched pecs and gave them a hard squeeze. He knew how much Jack enjoyed being groped like that.

            "I love your manly pecs, Jack. I'm horny, ah! Jack, I love you," Thomas whispered, holding onto Jack's torso.

            "Damn! You're making me hornier if you keep touching my nipples. You know how sensitive they are. Ah!"

            The naughty young man simply winced as Jack increased the speed of his drilling. Although it was his first time ever to get fucked, Thomas could sense the difference in the intensity of Jack's penetration. Jack seemed to apply more vigor as he neared the climax. Imagining hot cock juice flooding his insides brought much thrill. Thomas' body shuddered in delight. A groan was fucked out from his quivering lips when Jack's manhood rediscovered Thomas' pleasure spot. Instantly, the prostate gave off orgasmic-like signal which drove Thomas crazy.

            "Ah! Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me hard, oh!" Carried away by the ecstasy, Thomas almost forgot the importance of being discreet. His loud groan almost alerted the neighbors.

            "I don't think I can hang on. My cock slit is getting sore," Jack moaned. His sight was blurred by dripping sweat. "I have to come!"

            "Then come! Shoot your load in my ass," Thomas growled, shedding his innocence. "Breed me. Seed me. Make me yours, Jack."

            "Damn! You're very horny for my cock. I love it, baby." Leaning over, Jack rewarded Thomas with a long sloppy kiss. "If you want my cum, then you have to earn it. Squeeze my cock with your ass, baby. Milk my cum out."

            Milking a dick using his ass muscles sounded very intriguing. The youth quickly tried Jack's suggestion. "Ah, damn!" Thomas winced immediately. It turned out to be rather painful, because of the minor cuts from the beginning of the penetration. Yet, Thomas refused to give up easily. Gathering his strength, he flexed his sphincter carefully. "Oh!" he gasped.

            Jack didn't slow the rhythm of his penetration. On the contrary, he picked up the pace; giving Thomas the most incredible fuck any man had ever received. He did sense the tightening of Thomas' ass. It wouldn't be long before he finally spurted his previous load and seeded Thomas' body. Grabbing Thomas' waists securely, he pulled the naked guy's ass closer to his insatiable dick. Grunting like a mad bull, Jack pierced Thomas' ass mercilessly. Although he realized that his entire dick had been shoved in, he still tried to push deeper. Frustrated groans were heard when he knew it was impossible.

            "I want to cum with you, baby. Let's spill our seed together," Jack suggested. His eyes bored into Thomas'.

            "Yes, darling Jack. I want to cum for you. Ah!" Surrendering his body totally, Thomas centered his mind to the stimulation he received in his ass. "Fuck me, Jack. Fuck my ass," he slurred, acting like a slut.

            Thomas' hand continued to grope Jack's bulging pecs. Whenever the tip of Jack's dick nudged the prostate, Thomas tightened his grip and gasped inaudibly. Shaken, the young man's dick drooled so much that involuntary ejaculation was at hand. Preparing himself for the second orgasm, Thomas studied Jack's facial features very closely because it was the face of his lover. His senses heightened as he neared climax. Like a powerful tsunami wave, orgasm began to take over Thomas' body, radiating from the prostate. Gladly, Thomas succumbed to it, with a muffled groan.

            "Yeah, give me your cum, baby. Shoot it." Jack encouraged his lover. "Yeah! Oh, fuck!"

            Nearing climax, Jack could channel Thomas' impending orgasm and felt what he was going through. It provided additional boost to his own orgasm. Spontaneously, Thomas' ass ring clenched up, thus choking Jack's erection. At then, Jack knew that he could no longer hold back from ejaculation. And he willingly let himself come. He thought that coming together was the most romantic, yet intimate experience, a gay couple could share. However, it was Thomas who lost his load first.

            "I'm cumming, Jack! Oh!"

            Grabbing his own mouth, Thomas moaned into his palm. The palm itself, after squeezing Jack's chest, was coated with Jack's sweat. Orgasm clutched the youth's body and shook it mercilessly. Every limb was twisted as the muscles flexed uncontrollably. With his legs spread open, Thomas bucked against the bed, creating some loud creaking noises. Pulsating, Thomas' dick spewed out its gooey content all over the stomach and crotch. Much of the liquid also hit Jack's abdomen, splattering across the six-packs. The orgasmic contraction pulled the nerves along Thomas' ass. As the result, Jack's cock was massaged to ejaculation

            "Fuck! I'm cumming, too, baby. Ah! I'm cumming!"

            Jack's veined manhood slid in, unleashing a torrent of warm milky goo. The liquid spouted out from the slightly stretched slit and immediately filled Thomas' channel. Being horny, the hunk roared. Yet, he made sure that his voice wasn't loud. However, he didn't slow down the penetration. On the contrary, he increased the speed as if he intended to damage Thomas' bowels. In and out, the throbbing shaft stretched Thomas' asshole as it sprayed the canal with its juice, making sloppy mess.

            Both men clutched each other, not wanting the orgasmic experience to end. Wincing and moaning, they exchanged glances. Both cocks still spurted precious juice repeatedly. As the goo stained their bodies, it spread strong sexual smell. No matter how horny they were, they forced themselves not to make noises louder than the bed. To minimize any risk of getting caught because of their orgasmic cries, they later locked lips. Groaning into each other's mouths, they expressed their love and lust.

            Yet, the orgasm didn't last for as long as they thought it would be. Within seconds, their cocks stopped spurting, leaving them in a mess. Sweat and cum drenched their athletic bodies. Jack continued to kiss Thomas, thanking him for the awesome experience. Embracing the youth, Jack pressed his muscular body down onto Thomas'. On the bed, both men enjoyed the afterplay with romantic smooching and caressing. At times, their hardened nipples rubbed one another, sending electrical charges down their exhausted limbs. After contracting hard, finally their muscles could rest.

            Inside the tight hole, Jack's love pole lost its erection. The shaft grew flaccid, retreating back into the protective foreskin. The squirted seed gradually crawled back towards the cock as the liquid sought a way out of Thomas' hole. Jack moaned softly, biting Thomas' earlobe sensually. Pulling at Thomas' arms, he rolled the youth on one side of his body so that they both could look at each other�s faces more comfortably. Seconds later, Jack's dick popped out of the ass. As soon as it took place, a streamlet of cum trickled down from the abused hole.

            Shyly, Thomas looked down at his body and saw the evidence of his lust. Unbelievably, he scooped up some of the goo with his finger. He had never blown his cum spectacularly like that. Still heaving, he recuperated after emptying his ball sack twice that night.

            "I love you, baby," Jack whispered, pushing his naked torso against Thomas. "It's been so long since I fucked a man. I almost forgot what it was like. I really enjoyed fucking you."

            "I enjoyed it, too," Thomas blushed again. "I never got fucked before. It turned out that I liked it very much. There, I said it."

            "Oh, baby," Jack replied, smiling happily. "I'm gonna love you forever. Nothing will come between us, I promise. I'm gonna love you, protect you. From now on, you're mine."

            Thomas wrapped his arms around Jack's torso. "And I'm yours."

*****

            The rain had completely stopped and the dark clouds had dissipated to reveal an orange sky. Jack lifted his head, staring at the afternoon sky. Afternoon used to be his most favorite time of the day, but now he didn�t feel anything except anguish. He never thought that losing someone he loved would hurt so much like that. A part of him compelled him to search for Thomas' soul. However, before doing it, he needed to fulfill his vow. Rage had blinded him completely, taking away his compassion and friendliness. All he wanted was to make those homophobic people suffer the way he had suffered.

            "I'm gonna avenge your death, baby. Those townsmen don't deserve any mercy from me because they showed none to us. How could they kill you in the name of god? What fucking rights do they have?" Jack angrily fisted his hands. Instantly, red flames exploded from his hands. "They'll suffer. I promise you that, Thomas."

            Throwing his head back, Jack yelled at the sky. His voice defiantly filled the sky, echoing like a thunder. There was nothing human about his voice. In fact, it sounded more like a wounded nightmarish creature. When Jack spread his arms, a pair of fleshy objects tore out from his flexed back. It looked quite painful because Jack kept growling and the muscles within his body bulged up. In no time, those objects elongated and widened to form gigantic bat wings. Almost at the same time, the skin of his naked body turned thicker and reddish. Fire continued to burn up his arms, indicating the amount of rage which he harbored.

            Jack deliberately chose such appearance in part to appease the traditional image of a devil. "If they want a hellish devil with bat wings and red skin, then I'm gonna give them one." Crying out into the sky, Jack flapped his wings and lifted himself up. The wind, created from the flapping, whirled around him. Jack looked down at Thomas' grave for several moments, as if saying goodbye. Then, he soared up high into the darkening sky as the sun set down.

*****

            That night, some of the townsmen gathered in the church for the night mass. People of different ages, men and women, listened solemnly to Father Peter Hutchins who fervently preached in front of the altar. The topic he mentioned was about homosexuality, which he deliberately picked owing to the recent event. With a Bible in his hand, he spread the message of hatred against the homosexual.

            "Beware of the devil's temptation among you. Sex is his greatest weapon to stray you from God. Even worse, he tempts us with same-sex lust. Let me tell you, God hates fags. Bible provides the truth. Look at how God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah. Do we want God to destroy Jamestown, our beloved town, like Sodom?" asked the 45-year-old priest.

            The congregation almost simultaneously answered, "No."

            "Thus, we have to execute any sodomites that hide among us. Weed them out and kill them in the name of God!" Peter provoked. "Indeed, the Bible tells us not to kill but Bible also tells us that it's alright to kill men who have sex with other men. A few days ago, we just executed Thomas White for the sin of Sodom. I don't know what happened to Jack Reynolds but I do believe that the devil himself has taken him to hell. Both Thomas and Jack are now screaming in the fiery sea of hell."

            "Amen!" the congregation exclaimed, as if it was a joyous occasion.

            "Some fags will preach lies by saying that Jesus doesn't condemn homosexuality. It's a blatant lie because the Bible clearly says all sodomites shall burn in hell! Praise Jesus!"

            "Amen!" the anti-gay congregation replied. Some said, "Jesus be praised."

            "Committing sexual acts between man and man is sinful. The sodomites shall receive the retribution of the things that they have done from straying away. And because they did not take God in count. God gave them over to reprimand their mind to do things that are not right, being against all justice, fornication, perversity, aberrations, malignity�those who practice such things are worthy to death, not only do they do it, but those who also practice it. God bless this earth. That is the word of God."

            And everyone cheered, agreeing to Peter's homophobic view. However, the cheering quickly died away as they realized that some people were screaming outside. All of a sudden, a man ran into the church and yelled, "The devil is here! Run for your life!" Those two short sentences were enough to drive the congregation screaming in both panic and fear. Some prefer to remain in the church, thinking that it was the safest place from demonic attack. Yet, others fled outside, worrying the safety of their loved ones at home. Not trained for demonic emergency, Peter failed to calm the townsmen. Several people ran towards him and knelt around him, begging for supernatural protection against the demon. Peter's priest robe was nearly torn, being pulled from several directions.

            Outside, Jack hovered around the church. Utilizing his demonic power, he created balls of fire from thin air and hurled them down onto the houses below. Great fire raged across Jamestown, mercilessly engulfing everything that stood in its way. Thick smoke rose up into the sky, blocking the moon. People ran around, trying to save themselves. Their cries of anguish ripped through the silent night. However, Jack had no pity at all towards them, especially when he remembered what those townsmen did to Thomas and him.

            "Die, you wicked people! Die!" Jack screamed, spreading terror across the doomed town. "You all will pay for the death of my boyfriend. I'm gonna drag you all down to hell, with me." Jack then laughed like a maniac, before resuming the destruction.

            He deliberately spared the church because he didn't want Father Hutchins to die too fast. He had a special revenge planned for the priest. After he had enough fiery fun, Jack swooped down and landed in front of the church. Defiantly, he looked up the roof and stared at the cross. As he predicted, the wooden cross had no supernatural power. Without any fear, Jack entered the church. Once, people saw his terrifying appearance, they screamed hysterically. Amid such horror, they seemed to forget that Jack was naked.

            "Remember me, everyone?" Jack asked with his husky demonic voice. "I'm back." As he stretched his limbs, he let his skin returned to normal. Thus, his real face was exposed. "Yeah, it's me. Jack Reynolds."

            Many gasped, not believing what the saw. Some cursed out anti-gay remarks at Jack, while the others decided to chant some prayers. They all agreed that Jack was beyond God's mercy because Jack had pledged allegiance to the devil. Yet, to everyone's horror, all of a sudden, a 7-year-old boy stepped out and stood before Jack. Being naive, he hadn't clearly understood what a demon was. His simple mind, taught by his parents, told him that God's supernatural would protect him. Without any fear he rose his hand up and pointed at Jack's face.

            "God hates fags!" he said firmly with his small voice.

            Snorting, Jack emotionally pointed down at him. Just as his finger touched the boy's forehead, Jack said, "And fags hate you." A second later, to the hysteria of his mother, the boy turned into a statue in front of everyone. "Is that how you're taught by your parents? What a rude boy." Angrily, Jack smashed the statue with his arm and broke it to millions of tiny pieces. "Who else want a piece of me, huh?"

            Screaming and crying, those religious townsmen desperately turned to Father Hutchins for protection. Yet, the priest could offer none.

            "You all have killed my boyfriend, the only guy whom I ever truly loved. And now you're all gonna pay. An eye for an eye, as your Bible said. Your souls for Thomas'."

            "Please! Have mercy on us. Don't kill us," one of the women begged hysterically, crying. "I don't want to die."

            "Mercy? What is mercy to you anyway" Jack laughed, mocking them. "Thomas and I begged you all for mercy. But did you show any? No! You shoved those hateful anti-gays scriptures onto our faces. You all yelled, demanding our deaths. You all cheered when Thomas was executed before your eyes. It's clear that you have no mercy. So why do I have to show you mercy?"

            Raising his hand, Jack invoked a powerful quake which shook the church. To everyone's horror, the floor began to crack. From the crack, eerie light shone out. Simultaneously, stinky smell of sulphur filled the church. The crack spread fast, accompanied by bursting steam, giving them no time to escape. Crying hysterically, those people realized that they were about to descend into hell. Holding one another, they braced themselves for the inevitable.

            "I'm gonna drag you all to hell with me! Die you all!" Jack exclaimed, bringing his arm down in a swift movement.

            As soon as he did so, the cracks broke and formed a large gaping hole. Screaming, the townsmen fell into the hell pit. Some perished immediately as the hell fire consumed their mortal bodies. Yet, others suffered horrific burns before plunging into the sea of lava. Jack laughed victoriously, enjoying the sweet taste of revenge. When he lifted his arm again, the hole magically closed up. Several people, who gathered around Father Hutchins, survived the terror. Yet, before long, they too would perish. Step by step, Jack approached the priest and the last surviving townsmen. Clearly, he enjoyed watching the desperation and terror on their pale faces.

            Suddenly, Father Hutchins reached for a bowl of holy water under his altar. Without thinking, he splattered the entire content against Jack's naked body. Yet, to his dismay, the liquid did no damage at all.

            Jack snickered, mocking at the priest's naive attempt. "It's just ordinary water, Father. How can you expect to hurt me by sprinkling it onto my skin?"

            Gritting his teeth, Jack waved his hands about. And all of a sudden, the people who knelt around Father Hutchins screamed in pain as their bodies, one by one, exploded into ashes. The homophobic priest watched in absolute horror as he tried in vain to save them. Finally, he found himself as the sole survivor. When Jack stepped closer, just inches away from him, Peter instinctively grabbed a metal crucifix and shoved it into Jack's face. However, even the metal object failed to inflict any damage on Jack's skin.

            "Father Hutchins, when will you learn your lesson? What you hold in your hand is just a human-made object. It has no power at all."

            "Get away from me, you demon of sodomy," Peter scolded. Yet, his voice wavered.

            "Demon of sodomy?" Jack laughed again. "What do you know about demons? Have you visited the hell? Have you ever met the devil yourself?" Menacingly, Jack ran a finger down Peter's chin.

            Of course, Peter couldn't reply. Involuntarily, his body shuddered with fear although he tried to look undaunted. Frightened, he dared not look into Jack's eyes. Yet, at one point, Peter was forced to do so because Jack lifted up Peter's chin with the tip of his finger. When he gazed into Jack's eyeballs, all he saw was nightmare. Cold sweat rolled down his face. Trembling, he chanted a prayer. There was a slight hope within him that suddenly God would send some angels to ward off Jack. Yet, no heavenly creatures came to his rescue. Peter was left all by himself to face his demise.

            "Are you scared of me?" Jack asked mockingly. "Don't be. Look at me. I'm still the Jack you knew. Perhaps my wings intimidate you?" Stretching his arms, Jack sucked the wings back into his body. Standing before Peter, Jack looked like an ordinary naked man.

            "Go to hell," Peter whispered, showing his disgust blatantly.

            "Oh, I do intend to do so," Jack replied, trying not to get emotional. Jack observed Peter's face, searching for any hints to his homophobia. "I wonder what makes you hate gays so much. It's not only the Bible, I'm sure. Something inside you harbors immense hatred towards gays. And I plan on investigating it. Maybe I should probe your mind."

            Upon hearing about mind probing, Peter's face immediately turned white and his body was drenched in cold sweat. Evidently, he was scared to let Jack enter his mind. The priest took a few steps back but Jack didn't let him. Jack wasn't stupid. Seeing Peter's weird reaction, he realized that the priest hid something from him: something which he didn't want Jack to know - something dark and unthinkable.

            "What are you hiding from me? Why do you look so frightened?" Jack asked, his eyes narrowing.

            "It's none of your damned business," Peter retorted, maintaining a hostile attitude. He knew that he couldn't show any signs of weakness.

            "Kneel down," Jack ordered. As he expected, the priest was quite defiant. "Kneel, I said," Jack roared, kicking the priest at his most vulnerable spot.

            "Fuck!" Peter squealed, falling onto his knees. He winced while holding his aching balls.

            "What kind of priest are you? Don't you know that fuck is a dirty word, huh?" Jack mocked, taking great pleasure in seeing the pain on the priest's face. "You're very pathetic. How can you use religion to make people hate one another? I fucking hate you, you heard me?!" Jack screamed into Peter's ears.

            The priest shuddered frightfully, knowing that there was no way he could escape from Jack's wrath. "You're a product of abnormality. You and Thomas. Both of you are against God and nature."

            "Shut the fuck up, priest!" Jack yelled, slapping Father Hutchins across his face. "And your so-called God gave you the right to execute men who have sex with other men? I wonder, is it God's order or the devil's?"

            Fresh blood trickled from one corner of Peter's mouth. "You told me. You're the one who've been to hell. Not me."

            Emotionally, Jack raised his arm, ready to strike Peter's face. Yet, the hand stopped at mid-air. "You�re very clever, Father Hutchins. I know what you're doing. You're trying to distract me from probing your mind. Well, it's not gonna work." Holding the priest's head with both hands, Jack leaned down and stared into Peter's eyes. "Surrender all your secrets, Father. Let me enter your mind."

            "No! Ah!" Peter screamed, both from pain and fear. "I won't let you... ah! ... enter my... fuck! ... mind..."

            "Too late," Jack smirked. "I'm already inside."

            True to Jack's claims, he managed to reach into Jack's mind and soul. Everything that the priest had experienced during 45 years of life was played like a movie in Jack's mind. There was nothing that Peter could hide from Jack. However, there was something that bothered Jack's mind a lot. He saw something which he found hard to believe. Afraid that he might make a mistake, he repeated the mind probing from the start. Yet, the same image came to his mind.

            "Fuck you, priest! I can't believe it. You're a sodomite too!" Jack exclaimed, confused and angry. "How could you execute your own kind?" After releasing Jack's head, he struck a blow hard, across Peter's cheek.

            Like a ragged doll, Father Hutchins dropped to the floor. More blood burst from his mouth. With much effort, he pulled himself up and faced Jack. "It's true. I'm a sodomite, too. Every day I curse myself."

            "Then why did you execute Thomas?!" Jack pulled the priest up by clutching the front of his black robe. "You're a fag too! You understand what we both went through! Why?!"

            "It�s because I hate myself. I hate the sin of Sodom within me. And I directed my anger and frustration at Thomas and you," Father Hutchins admitted, his voice weak.

            "Fuck you!" Jack angrily pushed the priest's body. "I wonder what other sick and perverted secrets you hide from me." Again, Jack held Peter's head from both sides and probed his deepest thought.

            "No! Stop it! Ah!" Father Hutchins yelped, struggling for his life. "You're killing me, Jack. Oh!"

            Other than the pain, the priest struggled to keep another dark secret away from Jack. As fear raced through his mind, he knew that it was only a matter of time before Jack finally dug out the terrible secret. Peter continued to groan, his hands flailing about. Nevertheless, Jack's grip was quite strong. For about a minute, Peter writhed and yelled before suddenly he was pushed down onto the floor.

            "No, it can't be happening," Jack said to himself, looking quite lost. Something which he saw had really shaken him to the core. "Tell me, it isn't true." Jack took a step back, his eyes staring blankly.

            "I'm sorry, Jack," Father Hutchins admitted. All of a sudden, the grown man cried like a baby. His tears rained down onto the floor. "I didn't mean it. I swear."

            "You..." Jack's anger rose up. This time, it totally hit the roof. "How dare you!"

            "Please, forgive me, Jack," Peter begged, crying. Out of the blue, he was scared of dying, especially after realizing how much he had sinned. He knew for sure that hell was waiting for him. "I was too weak. The devil sent lust demon to mess my mind up. Please believe me. Don't kill me, Jack."

            "After what you did to Thomas, you expect me to forgive you?!" Jack yelled, unleashing his anger. "You raped my boyfriend! You made him suck your cock and you forcibly fucked his ass. You..."

            "I'm sorry..."

            Jack didn't know what to think. Multiple negative emotions filled his mind all at once. For a brief second, out of extreme anger, Jack lost control of his powers. "ARRGGHH!"

            Massive quake then shook the church for the second time. This time, its intensity was much stronger than the first. Father Hutchins protected his head yet he could do nothing to avoid the falling giant wooden cross. The crumbling walls soon fell apart. The roof caved in. Thick clouds of dust churned in the air, blocking the sight. In mere seconds, the church was gone. All stood there was a large pile of debris. There were no signs of Father Hutchins and Jack Reynolds. They both were buried under the rubble...      

TRIVIA:

• In part 4, Father Hutchins advocated death to all gays. His speech mirrored the real speech from an anti-gay pastor, Rev. Ariel Torres Ortega of Radio Visi�n Cristiana, during anti gay marriage rally in New York City which was sponsored by National Organization For Marriage (NOM).

• Also in part 4, there was a boy who dared say "God hates fags!" to Jack Reynolds. It's a reference to Westboro Baptist Church congregration who notoriously educate their children to hate gays. They also love carrying signs which bear sentences such as "God Hates Fags".

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