Well, here it is...
Ok, another character piece. It's Randy/Cody and I'm pretty nervous about this one, too. I think with this one is, like, are the religious undertones too much? I guess you can't call them undertones because they're there and I'm afraid it just SCREAMS it at you. So, please be honest with this. I would love feedback with this one. Again, it's 500 words.
I am the Lord, I am the saviour. I grin as he kneels at my feet. He worships me, as he should. He worships me because I am his Lord, I am his saviour. And he who worships any god other than the Lord shall be destroyed, utterly and completely. I make no secret of that.
He is kneeling at my feet, my dick in his mouth. Cody, my dear boy Cody, he is my Chosen One. I place my hands on the back of his head, the both of us succumbing to our temptations. Lead us not into temptation? I would say otherwise, for if this is a sin I would burn in Hell for it. But he fears not, for I can absolve him. For I am the Lord.
I close my eyes to focus on the pleasure that he bestows upon me. His tongue licks and his mouth sucks and I cannot help but moan for the feelings are overwhelming. His sheer devotion to me is overwhelming. But that is part of the pleasure, knowing that I am his only. For he would bow down to no one else, he knows that I am a jealous God, he knows that if he worships anyone but me, I will destroy him within the blink of an eye.
His hands fall upon me, upon my legs, and I let them stay there. He is the only one I will let touch me in such a way, for he is my Chosen One. His head moves back and forth as his hands roam over me. He widens his jaw, taking all of me in. Oh, how I love that, for I can feel the back of his throat with my dick. Yes, he knows how I love that; for he does everything he can to please me, to pleasure me. And now he brings one of his hands to my front and begins to stroke my aching cock while still keeping his mouth on it. I fight to keep still, not wanting to ruin his moment. The feelings become too much for even me, he knows what I like by now, knows how to bring me to my climax.
Lust washes over me as I tighten my grip onto his head. I begin to come, my seed shooting into his mouth.
And he drinks it down; he drinks from the body of his Lord. His throat works to keep up, and I know that he feels the lust and heat from my body. He drinks it down greedily, taking me for everything I am worth. He drinks from me for it is what gives him his strength; I give him his strength.
He releases me from his mouth but remains kneeling until I tell him to rise. As I look into his eyes, I see the lust and the pride and the greed. I grin once again as I place a kiss on his lips. My Chosen One is learning.
I am the Lord, I am the saviour. I grin as he kneels at my feet. He worships me, as he should. He worships me because I am his Lord, I am his saviour. And he who worships any god other than the Lord shall be destroyed, utterly and completely. I make no secret of that.
He is kneeling at my feet, my dick in his mouth. Cody, my dear boy Cody, he is my Chosen One. I place my hands on the back of his head, the both of us succumbing to our temptations. Lead us not into temptation? I would say otherwise, for if this is a sin I would burn in Hell for it. But he fears not, for I can absolve him. For I am the Lord.
I close my eyes to focus on the pleasure that he bestows upon me. His tongue licks and his mouth sucks and I cannot help but moan for the feelings are overwhelming. His sheer devotion to me is overwhelming. But that is part of the pleasure, knowing that I am his only. For he would bow down to no one else, he knows that I am a jealous God, he knows that if he worships anyone but me, I will destroy him within the blink of an eye.
His hands fall upon me, upon my legs, and I let them stay there. He is the only one I will let touch me in such a way, for he is my Chosen One. His head moves back and forth as his hands roam over me. He widens his jaw, taking all of me in. Oh, how I love that, for I can feel the back of his throat with my dick. Yes, he knows how I love that; for he does everything he can to please me, to pleasure me. And now he brings one of his hands to my front and begins to stroke my aching cock while still keeping his mouth on it. I fight to keep still, not wanting to ruin his moment. The feelings become too much for even me, he knows what I like by now, knows how to bring me to my climax.
Lust washes over me as I tighten my grip onto his head. I begin to come, my seed shooting into his mouth.
And he drinks it down; he drinks from the body of his Lord. His throat works to keep up, and I know that he feels the lust and heat from my body. He drinks it down greedily, taking me for everything I am worth. He drinks from me for it is what gives him his strength; I give him his strength.
He releases me from his mouth but remains kneeling until I tell him to rise. As I look into his eyes, I see the lust and the pride and the greed. I grin once again as I place a kiss on his lips. My Chosen One is learning.