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Sweat. He smelled of sweat. He smelled like a man. He paused only briefly from his work to push a lock of hair out of his eyes. He worked with the skill and precision of a professional. Brown eyes squinting and focused intently on the project in front of him nothing could distract him from his work. An hour passed, and another and continued to pass until the sun had sunk merged into the horizon. Finally he stepped back and admired his work.
“This is the best one yet,” he said softly to himself.
He bent down and collected his tools from the ground. His body ached from the day of hard work, but luckily he was in good shape and wouldn’t hurt the following morning. He had a strong upper body that was muscled but not to the point of bulging, a tight stomach and long limber legs. His whole body was dripping in sweat. As the sun finally went down the air began to cool against his hot body. He shivered as he put his robe back on.
“To bad its cold out,” he though “I look so good in just my undergarments.”
“Jesus! Jesus, come quick!” A shrill voice rang out from behind him.
“Oh! Little Becky you startled me. What is the matter?”
“I cannot even begin to explain. A creature. A giant creature has fallen from the sky.”
“Becky .It is not good to kid a tired man. I have worked hard all day long to finish Mr. Miriam’s new door. He has been without one for days after the thieves broke his last one.”
“But…but Jes…” Becky started to say only to be cut off by the gentle long haired man.
“I am sorry Becky but I must be on my way.”
As Jesus started his walk towards town he noticed people rushing past him towards the village square. He picked up his pace until his luscious brown locks flowed behind him. As he reached the centre of the small town he was stopped dead in his tracks. As if his feet had been nailed to the ground.
“What is it???!”
“Where did it come from?”
“Our doom is upon us!”
Various exclamations arose from the crowd until a panic began to brew.
“Everybody let us calm ourselves down” Jesus said. His voice boomed out across the crowd. Everybody stopped to listen to him. His presence was commanding, awe inspiring. The crowd could not have removed their eyes from him if they had tried.
“Firstly,” Jesus exclaimed, “I need to apologize to Little Becky. You were right dear and I am sorry. Secondly, this is obviously a gift from the one and only God above.”
“What is it Jesus?” asked an older lady in the crowd
“It is a whale Mrs. Heber.”
At that exact moment the whale heaved its mighty body over onto its side. The crowed moved back in fear of the mighty beast. Their eyes looked to Jesus for advice. But his eyes were transfixed on the whale. It was a magnificent dark blue and its underbelly was a heavenly white that provided a wonderful contrast. But Jesus was not noticing its colouring, his eyes were staring, his mouth was wide open, at the whale’s genitalia. It was a male, a very large male.
“Okay people, let us leave the whale alone. I will figure out what to do with it tonight and we will all meet back here in the morning. If it is truly a gift from god, which I believe it is, it will have no trouble breathing over night without water.” Jesus stated firmly and the people, his people listened to him.
***Hours later at Jesus’ humble abode***
Jesus awoke from a fitful sleep. He couldn’t get the whale out of his head. Or more specifically the whales monstrous phallus.
“Father,” he asked out loud “did you send this beast here as a test? Have you heard my secret desires?”
When Jesus received no answer he knew what he must do.
“There is only one way that I will ever get this creature out of my head.” He said to himself. Quietly he also added “this opportunity may never present itself again.”
***Minutes later in the village square***
The whale was still there, and as Jesus had predicted it was breathing fine. Their eyes met, deep thoughtful brown and large sullen and the darkest blue, darker than the depths of the ocean itself. As Jesus approached the beast it began to moan loudly
“NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
“Be gentle, my giant friend. I am here to cure what ails you and what ails me”
With those words the whale calmed itself down, it understood the calm words of the lords son.
Slowly Jesus removed his robe. Naked he shivered against the air. He began to harden already. Amidst a forest of hair Jesus’ somewhat smallish member rose in the night air. Jesus walked over the whale and began to rub its skin softly. It wasn’t soft but it wasn’t hard either and it was covered in a thin slimy layer. Jesus pressed himself against the whale and began to gyrate. A soft moan escaped from his lips. The slime felt good against his body.
The whale was still lying on its side, it had not shifted since the morning and Jesus moved down the length of the whale’s body and placed his hands on its giant penis. It took both hands and most of his arms to get a grasp on the whale’s girth. He began rubbing the whale slowly at first but quickened his pace until the whale was fully erect. Jesus began to lick the whales cock while he continued to give the biggest hand job if his life. A few minutes later the whale’s cock exploded with CUM. Jesus was covered from head to toe in the whale’s heavenly white CUM. He understood at that moment why the ocean was so salty.
Feeling glad that he had satisfied the whale Jesus felt it was his turn to be satisfied. He climbed atop the behemoth of a creature and onto its back. When he reached its blowhole he laid down and began to thrust. The whale sensing what Jesus was doing clenched and unclenched the hole until moments later Jesus came. With his holy hands he reached into the blow hole and scooped out his own juices and licked them up.
“Thank you father,” he said.
A booming voice echoed across the town “You are welcome my beautiful son, the show was worth it. Just wait till you see what I will send you next year”
“Oh father LOL!”
***the next morning back in the village square***
The whale was gone and Jesus told his town people that he had moved it back to the sea overnight. He had asked the towns people to leave earlier so he could concentrate. The only one who was the wiser was little Becky who had been watching through a window. Her life had changed forever. She need a whales cock.
“This is the best one yet,” he said softly to himself.
He bent down and collected his tools from the ground. His body ached from the day of hard work, but luckily he was in good shape and wouldn’t hurt the following morning. He had a strong upper body that was muscled but not to the point of bulging, a tight stomach and long limber legs. His whole body was dripping in sweat. As the sun finally went down the air began to cool against his hot body. He shivered as he put his robe back on.
“To bad its cold out,” he though “I look so good in just my undergarments.”
“Jesus! Jesus, come quick!” A shrill voice rang out from behind him.
“Oh! Little Becky you startled me. What is the matter?”
“I cannot even begin to explain. A creature. A giant creature has fallen from the sky.”
“Becky .It is not good to kid a tired man. I have worked hard all day long to finish Mr. Miriam’s new door. He has been without one for days after the thieves broke his last one.”
“But…but Jes…” Becky started to say only to be cut off by the gentle long haired man.
“I am sorry Becky but I must be on my way.”
As Jesus started his walk towards town he noticed people rushing past him towards the village square. He picked up his pace until his luscious brown locks flowed behind him. As he reached the centre of the small town he was stopped dead in his tracks. As if his feet had been nailed to the ground.
“What is it???!”
“Where did it come from?”
“Our doom is upon us!”
Various exclamations arose from the crowd until a panic began to brew.
“Everybody let us calm ourselves down” Jesus said. His voice boomed out across the crowd. Everybody stopped to listen to him. His presence was commanding, awe inspiring. The crowd could not have removed their eyes from him if they had tried.
“Firstly,” Jesus exclaimed, “I need to apologize to Little Becky. You were right dear and I am sorry. Secondly, this is obviously a gift from the one and only God above.”
“What is it Jesus?” asked an older lady in the crowd
“It is a whale Mrs. Heber.”
At that exact moment the whale heaved its mighty body over onto its side. The crowed moved back in fear of the mighty beast. Their eyes looked to Jesus for advice. But his eyes were transfixed on the whale. It was a magnificent dark blue and its underbelly was a heavenly white that provided a wonderful contrast. But Jesus was not noticing its colouring, his eyes were staring, his mouth was wide open, at the whale’s genitalia. It was a male, a very large male.
“Okay people, let us leave the whale alone. I will figure out what to do with it tonight and we will all meet back here in the morning. If it is truly a gift from god, which I believe it is, it will have no trouble breathing over night without water.” Jesus stated firmly and the people, his people listened to him.
***Hours later at Jesus’ humble abode***
Jesus awoke from a fitful sleep. He couldn’t get the whale out of his head. Or more specifically the whales monstrous phallus.
“Father,” he asked out loud “did you send this beast here as a test? Have you heard my secret desires?”
When Jesus received no answer he knew what he must do.
“There is only one way that I will ever get this creature out of my head.” He said to himself. Quietly he also added “this opportunity may never present itself again.”
***Minutes later in the village square***
The whale was still there, and as Jesus had predicted it was breathing fine. Their eyes met, deep thoughtful brown and large sullen and the darkest blue, darker than the depths of the ocean itself. As Jesus approached the beast it began to moan loudly
“NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
“Be gentle, my giant friend. I am here to cure what ails you and what ails me”
With those words the whale calmed itself down, it understood the calm words of the lords son.
Slowly Jesus removed his robe. Naked he shivered against the air. He began to harden already. Amidst a forest of hair Jesus’ somewhat smallish member rose in the night air. Jesus walked over the whale and began to rub its skin softly. It wasn’t soft but it wasn’t hard either and it was covered in a thin slimy layer. Jesus pressed himself against the whale and began to gyrate. A soft moan escaped from his lips. The slime felt good against his body.
The whale was still lying on its side, it had not shifted since the morning and Jesus moved down the length of the whale’s body and placed his hands on its giant penis. It took both hands and most of his arms to get a grasp on the whale’s girth. He began rubbing the whale slowly at first but quickened his pace until the whale was fully erect. Jesus began to lick the whales cock while he continued to give the biggest hand job if his life. A few minutes later the whale’s cock exploded with CUM. Jesus was covered from head to toe in the whale’s heavenly white CUM. He understood at that moment why the ocean was so salty.
Feeling glad that he had satisfied the whale Jesus felt it was his turn to be satisfied. He climbed atop the behemoth of a creature and onto its back. When he reached its blowhole he laid down and began to thrust. The whale sensing what Jesus was doing clenched and unclenched the hole until moments later Jesus came. With his holy hands he reached into the blow hole and scooped out his own juices and licked them up.
“Thank you father,” he said.
A booming voice echoed across the town “You are welcome my beautiful son, the show was worth it. Just wait till you see what I will send you next year”
“Oh father LOL!”
***the next morning back in the village square***
The whale was gone and Jesus told his town people that he had moved it back to the sea overnight. He had asked the towns people to leave earlier so he could concentrate. The only one who was the wiser was little Becky who had been watching through a window. Her life had changed forever. She need a whales cock.