Old Valley Road Hotel

---------------------------------------------------------------------- The Old Valley Road Hotel.

By Wombat. ------------------------- Any constructive comments are appreciated. I'm at 'bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au'. ------------------------------------

Chapter 7 - 'A Rainy Day' Part 7

-------------------------------------------- Part 67: Tryst on Valley Road --------------------------------------------

Derek had tagged Paul after Paul had experienced the vision of Jesus in the church. He had passed the tag to Scott. He took the opportunity to perfect Scott's skills. Both Scott and Derek were able to monitor telepathically every thought and sensation that passed though Paul's brain.

It was now the New Year. Paul had delivered his parents to the Canberra Airport and had watched their jet take off for New Zealand. They were going to be away for three weeks touring around the South Island of New Zealand with his maiden aunt the librarian.

Paul was relieved that his parents had got away safely. Ever since Jesus had spoken to him in the church, Paul had been in turmoil. He had not said anything to his parents but the thought of having sex with Scott, another bloke, filled him with excitement, anxiety, desire and trepidation. He felt quite agitated and excited at the thought of Scott fucking him up the arse. Scott was so big and muscular now. He was like a super hero in a comic. Certainly he was built like one. And he was absolutely certain that Scott had propositioned him at the service station.

As he was driving back from Canberra, he made the decision to go and see Scott at the old Valley Road hotel the next day. When he arrived back at the rectory, he started his preparations.

After he had met Scott in the garage on New Year's Eve, Paul searched the Internet for information about anal sex. He had no experience at all but he found plenty to read. He had enough time.

The good ladies of the parish had all cooked up large quantities of food to keep Paul fed while his parents were away. Mrs Halliday had cooked up a big pot of a hot Indian-style curry which Paul knew from experience gave him diarrhoea if he ate too much. For dinner Paul had a huge helping with a little rice.

Just to make sure that his bowels were thoroughly cleaned out, Paul took a double dose of his mother's purgatives before bedtime. She took them every day to 'keep herself regular'.

He went to bed naked as he usually did. However, he slept fitfully. Thoughts of being fucked by Scott buzzed around his head keeping him in a state of lust, unease, excitement and agitation. Nonetheless, he looked forward very much to seeing Scott.

He woke up shortly before dawn with a gut ache and an urgent desire to shit. Naked, he ran to the toilet just down the hallway without leakage and sat on the toilet seat with relief. His bowels emptied explosively. Towards the end, clear fluid came out of his arsehole.

After about half an hour emptying his bowels, he cleaned himself up and then had a nice long hot shower.

Thoroughly awake, he was too excited to contemplate breakfast. His hunger was non-existent.

He enjoyed the freedom of striding around the rectory completely naked. It was good to have the whole house to himself for once.

He found the enema bag and nozzle that his mother used to use frequently until the local doctor sternly advised her to give it up completely. The doctor, old Doctor Hamilton, had put the fear of God into Paul's mother and she obeyed him. She never used it again. The enema equipment was still in the cupboard in his parents' bathroom, along with an almost unused tube of lubricant.

In his bathroom he filled the enema bag full with about five litres (8.8 British pints, 10.6 US pints) of warm water.

He lay down in the bath, put some lubricant on the nozzle and inserted it up his anus. The nozzle was long and thick, about 150 millimetres (6 inches) long and 40 millimetres (1.6 inches) thick. It felt surprisingly good up inside his arsehole. It was in contact with parts inside him that were really sensuous. He wondered what it would be like to have a cock inside him up his arse.

He slowly squeezed the bag and gradually emptied the five litres of warm water into his colon. It filled him up. His belly bulged out. He felt very full.

The nozzle had a no-return valve that prevented him from squirting the water in his colon back into the bag. It acted as an effective butt plug.

Paul rubbed the lubricant all over his belly and massaged it all over. That felt deliciously sensuous.

After a while, the urge to empty his bowels became overwhelming. Very gingerly he got up out of the bath, sat on the toilet and the water gushed out of his arsehole. The process took minutes. The relief was immense. When the process was complete, Paul looked in the toilet bowl. The water expelled from his bowels was clear except for one or two minute brown specks of shit. He flushed the toilet.

Paul decided to repeat the procedure and make sure that his bowels were totally clean and shit-free inside. Again he filled his colon with five litres of warm water. This time he managed to hold it all in for about fifteen minutes. All that time he vigorously massaged his strong muscular belly that was bulging out with all the liquid inside him. It felt really good.

That time when he expelled the water from his bowels into the toilet, the water was completely clear. There was no shit visible at all.

He had read in his research on the Internet that it was important that it was important to prepare the anus for anal sex. He had already cleansed his arsehole thoroughly. In fact his whole colon was clean and empty of shit. He felt as though he had the cleanest arsehole in New South Wales.

The next step was to ensure that his arsehole was thoroughly lubricated on the inside. He decided to fill it with oil. He walked naked downstairs to the kitchen and found a four litre (1 gallon US) can of cheap Spanish olive oil.

He took the olive oil can and a funnel back up to his bathroom. He lubricated both the funnel and his anus with oil. Then he lay in the bath with his arse propped up in the air. He inserted the lubricated funnel spout carefully into his arsehole. The funnel spout felt good inserted snugly into his arsehole. Paul picked up the can and poured a good big slug of its contents down the funnel into his bowels.

He put the can down, removed the funnel from his anus and lay in the bath with his arse propped up in the air for a while. His back started to ache after several minutes so he changed to a more normal position and lay in the bath which was slippery with the split oil. He lay there for a while longer.

A strange feeling grew in his abdomen. He stood up and was seized by an urgent desire to shit. He quickly sat on the toilet again and the oil gushed out of his arsehole. It was all so quick.

When it was finished, Paul looked in the toilet. The oil filling the bowl was clear. There were no specks of stuff in it. Now Paul knew that his arse was clean and well lubricated. He felt that he was properly prepared for anal intercourse. He was prepared to be fucked by Scott.

He realised that he was looking forward to it. He found himself hoping that it was not all some horrible mistake, that he had not misunderstood Scott and that the vision of Jesus in the church was not some weird hallucination.

He decided he would go around to the old hotel in Valley Road anyway and see what happens. He would play it by ear and let Scott make the first move.

He got into the shower and cleaned himself up.

It was going to be another hot day. Paul put on a skimpy tight white pair of football shorts. His mother disapproved of him wearing them around the house. She said they were indecent. They showed far too much of his muscular thighs and one could see the bulging outline of his big penis in the front. It did not matter now that she was away.

Paul did not bother wearing a shirt or top or underpants. He was proud of his muscular body although he knew it was overshadowed by Scott's massive physique. He did not care.

To finish off, he put on a pair of short white socks and a red and white pair of running shoes.

He backed his father's Corolla station wagon out of the garage down the driveway and drove through town. It was still quite early in the morning. There were not many people about.

He drove along Valley Road and pulled up in front of the old hotel. He noticed that the boards covering the doors and windows had all been taken down, including the ones upstairs.

As he walked up to the front door of the old hotel, he heard male voices and laughter. He thought he heard Scott's voice but he did not recognise the other man's voice.

Paul knocked on the front door. It opened straight away. Paul found himself looking at a shirtless, very good-looking, powerfully built young man with big bulging muscles. He had a mop of dark brown hair and a well-tanned skin with a healthy shine. Paul did not know the man but what grabbed his attention was the man's thick bulging pectorals, broad powerful shoulders, huge veiny biceps, massive thighs and the cobblestone eight-pack of a very muscular abdomen. Like Scott, he had truly remarkable muscle definition. He was ripped.

Scott was standing behind the man. He was shirtless as well. They were both barefoot and each was wearing just a pair of stubbies, brief dark blue workmen's shorts.

"G'day," said the man with a warm smile as he extended his hand to Paul. "You must be Paul. I'm Derek, Derek Powers. I live here and Scott's here too now."

Paul shook Derek's hand.

"Hi," he said. "Good to see you."

They went inside and Derek closed the door. Paul's heart was beating fast.

"G'day, Paul," said Scott with a great big sexy smile. "Great to see you. Glad you could make it."

He came up and hugged Paul who felt overwhelmed by all the hot sweaty muscle wrapped around him. Paul felt somewhat dazed.

"Wanna fuck?" asked Scott quietly with a wide grin.

Paul hesitated. He was very conscious of Scott's massively thick, powerful and muscular arms around him pressing his body against the thick bulging musculature of Scott's body. His nostrils were filled with the hot musky aroma of a strong energetic young man's sweat. He felt his penis swelling. He felt horny.

"Yeah, OK," he said with a half-smile. It was all happening so quickly and painlessly.

Scott immediately kissed him full on the lips. Paul returned the kiss of the massive muscleman with rising passion. Scott clasped Paul tighter. He squeezed Paul's body against his own. Both were hard with muscle. Scott ground his pelvis against Paul's. Paul's penis became rock hard very quickly as Paul felt Scott's thick hard rod of a cock pressing against his own. It was happening all so quickly.

Paul was conscious of Derek watching them both with interest.

After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Scott and Paul broke the clinch.

"Let's go up to my room," said Scott with a smile. "It's more comfortable there."

"Before you disappear, guys," Derek interposed, "Paul, may I suggest I move your car into the garage here where nobody can see it? People in this town may start talking about why your father's car is parked out the front. It's the only white Toyota Corolla station wagon in the district."

"Yeah, sure, good idea," replied Paul as he handed Derek the car keys. "Thanks."

Paul and Scott turned towards the stairs.

"Impressive collection of scars you've got on your back, Paul," observed Derek. "I won't ask how you got them. At least they're healing up nicely."

Paul looked at Derek. He saw that both Derek and Scott were grinning.

"Don't mind Derek," said Scott. "He enjoys a stir."

"See you guys later, much later," said Derek.

He went out the front door, tossing Paul's car keys up and down in his hand.

At the foot of the stairs, Scott scooped Paul up in both arms and carried him up the stairs as easily as if Paul were a small child. Paul marvelled at Scott's tremendous strength because he knew he was no lightweight. At 105 Kg (230 lb.) his BMI was 29 - he was solid muscle.

Up on the first floor, Scott carried Paul along the corridor to his bedroom. At the door, Scott changed his hold and held Paul against his body with one arm while he opened the door with the other.

In the bedroom, Scott pushed the door shut with his foot. He held Paul tightly in both arms and kissed him firmly on the lips. Paul felt dizzy. He was surrounded by muscle.

Scott carried him over to the bed and laid him down on the brightly coloured doona cover.

Then he undressed Paul, first taking off his running shoes and socks and then peeling off his shorts.

Standing up over the bed with Paul's shorts in his hand, he looked down at Paul's naked body with a great big sexy grin.

"You know, Paul," he said in a deep voice that sent shivers of excitement down Paul's spine, "you really are one big muscly sexy hunk of a man. You're absolutely fucking gorgeous."

With that he draped Paul's shorts over a nearby arm chair and with a rapid motion shucked his own shorts leaving them on the floor. He stood naked before Paul whose eyes were round with admiration and awe.

Paul drank in the sight of the huge naked he-man with massive bulging muscles standing before him. His eyes grew even bigger as he took in the size of Scott's semi-erect penis.

"Geez, what a huge cock you got!" he exclaimed.

"All the better to fuck you with," laughed Scott.

He picked up a one-litre (quart) plastic squeeze bottle full of liquid from the bedside cupboard and held it up.

"Special stuff Derek brought from Mount Remarkable," he said. "It's a body lubricating lotion. This stuff makes your skin really nice. You know how good it feels when you're all soaped up in the shower and your skin feels really nice and smooth and slippery. Or when you're jacking yourself off and you put some good really big gobs of spit on your cock. Spit on your cock feels really nice when you're jacking yourself off. Your cock is as hard as a rock and the skin is so nice and slippery. So fucking nice and sensuous."

"OK," said Paul. "Sounds good."

"This lotion takes ages to dry off on you and even then your skin feels really nice and smooth."

Scott got onto the bed next to Paul and squirted the lotion all over Paul's body. Paul laughed and writhed as the lotion hit his skin. Then Scott rubbed his big hands all over Paul's naked body smoothing the lotion all over Paul's skin.

While he did so, he used his cryptoscopic sense to visualise Paul's internal organs. As he and Derek had surmised, Paul's narrow hips, big chest, broad shoulders and strong, muscular build caused most of his digestive organs to reside in the upper part of his abdomen. Paul had a short rectum that went straight into his descending colon. The sigmoid colon was barely there; it was just a small kink. Scott had already reduced the length of his superman-sized cock to a less intimidating 14 inches (35 cm.) and its width to about 2.4 inches (6 cm.). He was reassured to see that it would easily fit up Paul's arse without hurting him.

Paul groaned with pleasure as he felt Scott's big lubricated hands roaming over his body. He gasped as Scott massaged the lotion into his cock and balls. His cock sprang to attention as Scott massaged it gently.

"That's a nice big thick heavy-duty cock," commented Scott with a grin as he ran his hand along its long hard length with a fitting thickness to match. "I bet the ladies like it."

Paul started breathing heavily.

"You're close," Scott stated the obvious. "You're close to shooting your wad, aren't you, you great big sexy muscly hunk of spunk."

He laughed as he released hold of Paul's rock-hard stiff cock, locked it into the erect state and locked down Paul's approaching orgasm temporarily.

He then squirted the lubricating lotion over himself and rubbed it over his skin so that his body was also nice and slippery all over.

He put his arm around Paul and pulled him into a kiss. It became passionate as Paul responded. Their kiss continued as they both breathed heavily. They both rubbed their slick slippery bodies over one another enjoying each other's muscular bodies. Scott ran his hands all over Paul's back, shoulders and buttocks. He nibbled Paul's muscular neck.

Paul's mouth was wide open in a soundless cry of absolute pleasure. He was almost delirious with passion and lust. Panting hard, he wanted Scott badly. He could feel Scott's thick hard cock rubbing against his groin and belly. His own cock was so stiff it was almost painful. He felt as if he was teetering on the edge of an orgasm but just could not quite get there.

They separated when Paul started to whimper with frustration. His cock and balls ached.

"You right, mate?" asked Scott solicitously.

"I just want to do it," panted Paul.

"Sure thing," replied Scott with an easy smile.

He laughed. "You know, Paul, you're just so masculine. You're just so much a man. And this is going to be great fun."

Paul's eyes fell on Scott's stiff hard cock. They widened with apprehension.

"Geez, Scott, your cock is bloody enormous! How's that gonna fit up my arse."

"Easily, trust me. I won't hurt you, well not much anyway. I promise. In fact I promise you the ride of your life."

"How big is your cock?"

Scott told him.

"My God!" exclaimed Paul as his eyes widened.

He hesitated and then went on.

"My brother is climbing the Tower of Pain in Southern Chile and so I shall ascend the Tower of Pain that is your cock. I shall suffer upon your cock just like Jesus Christ suffered and died upon the Cross."

"What utter bullshit!" exclaimed Scott with a loud laugh.

He wrapped his mighty arms around Paul and planted a great big sloppy wet kiss on Paul's lips.

Scott knew from his telepathic monitoring of Paul that Paul had a high tolerance of pain. In fact Paul had found that for him pain was a strong sexual stimulant. Pain made Paul very sexually energetic.

"The whole aim of this exercise is to put a great big happy smile on your dial," Scott said. "This is going to be one very enjoyable experience, not just for me but especially for you. I know it's the first time you've been fucked by another man so just relax and enjoy it. It'll be beaut, I promise you."

With that, Scott gently inserted one of his strong fingers up Paul's anus and started massaging his prostate. Paul groaned as strong sensuous feelings flooded his groin. The small of his back started tingling pleasurably as his secret place was being invaded.

Scott transmitted mind glyphs of peace, joy and relaxation into Paul's brain and felt Paul's anus relaxing. He felt the oil inside Paul's anus and rectum.

"Golly, Paul, you're all lubed up inside and ready to go," he commented. "Wow! You're just so slippery down there."

Paul managed a weak grin.

When Scott inserted a second then a third finger up Paul's anus and started massaging Paul's prostate, Paul groaned with pure pleasure. Paul's arsehole relaxed quickly. Pretty soon Scott was able to insert his whole hand into Paul's rectum. He held Paul's prostate with his fingers and massaged it gently.

Paul writhed with pleasure.

"Oh fuck, that feels good, oh fuck oh fuck that is so good," he moaned.

Scott gave Paul's prostate a sharp tweak.

Paul gasped.

"Oh fuck that feels fantastic," he gasped. "Fucking fantastic."

"I reckon you're ready to go, mate," Scott whispered in his ear.

"Oh yeah!" moaned Paul.

Scott withdrew his hand from Paul's arsehole and sniffed it.

"Smells like olive oil no less," he laughed. "And it's shit-free. You sure are cleaned up inside."

With that he rolled Paul over on his side and brought Paul's knees up to Paul's chest.

He positioned his big cock head up against Paul's well-oiled arsehole.

"How are you, mate? Ready to go?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, oh yes please!" Paul moaned.

Scott increased the pressure of his cock head against Paul's arsehole until it slid open and Scott pushed his cock head into Paul's well- oiled anus.

Paul experienced a flash of pain as Scott's cock forced his anal canal further open and up into his rectum. Paul took a sharp intake of breath but he actually found himself enjoying the pain. It was a real turn-on.

All the time Scott was closely monitoring with his telepathic sense Paul's feelings and sensations, everything in fact that was going through Paul's brain. He was going to inflict some pain on Paul during the fuck, but only enough enhance Paul's sexual excitement.

At this time Paul was feeling pure pleasure. He loved feeling Scott's powerfully muscled chest and abdomen pressed against his back and Scott's huge powerful arms wrapped around him. The feeling of Scott's mighty cock head stretching his anus was new and very exciting.

"How is it, mate?" Scott whispered in Paul's ear.

Paul's reply was a wordless moan.

Scott released the block on Paul's orgasm. He thrust his cock further up into Paul's tight arsehole. Without prompting, Paul straightened out his legs and his arsehole tightened further on Scott's penis.

Scott's cock rammed into Paul's prostate and Paul gasped again with the most pleasurable pain.

Scott thrust his cock further up into Paul's bowels. He kept on pushing it up into Paul's arse until it was buried up to the hilt in Paul's rectum and bowels. His pubic hairs were hard up against Paul's arsehole. He stopped thrusting for the moment.

"I'm in, mate, all the way in," he murmured into Paul's ear. "I'm up to here, nearly up to your heart. I can feel it beating," he said putting his finger on Paul's abdomen up close to his breastbone.

Paul moaned wordlessly. Scott's thick rock-hard cock was throbbing against Paul's prostate driving Paul wild with lust. And the pain in his belly up to his chest he found strongly stimulating.

Scott commenced thrusting his cock up into Paul's anus with a steady beat. As he did so, he could feel Paul's anal sphincters relaxing more. He increased the thickness of the lower half of his cock shaft to 3.1 inches (8 cm.) so that it pressed harder against Paul's prostate when it was thrust in. He increased the power of his thrusts up Paul's arsehole.

Paul's mouth opened wide as he gasped and groaned. The pleasurable, sensuous and painful feelings emanating from his groin and abdomen were overwhelming. He loved having the secret places inside him so powerfully invaded.

Although his orgasm had begun its approach, Scott was monitoring closely by telepathy Paul's feelings and mental state.

Paul was in a high pitch of sexual excitement. The tingling in the small of his back had become stronger. He was glad to feel Scott's hard muscular body pressed firmly against his back and Scott's rock hard cock thrusting vigorously up his anus. The pain and pleasure were wonderful.

Paul had roaring in his ears. Shudders ran through his body. His eyes were watering. He started drooling. All the time he was conscious of the steady thrust of Scott's cock up his arsehole bumping up against his prostate and pushing deep into his torso.

He felt a sudden pain in his groin as his balls, seminal vesicles and prostate all contracted violently. A humungous intense orgasm hit him like an asteroid. He screamed as a thick volley of hot semen shot out of his erect penis, followed by a string of other intense volleys.

Scott connected up with God, the All-That-Is Who provided unlimited energy that coursed into Scott and Scott directed much of it into Paul prolonging his orgasm.

Almost immediately, Scott erupted into orgasm himself. His groin contracted and great gouts of his magic semen gushed into Paul's intestines.

Paul screamed again as he felt Scott's semen gushing into his intestines. It felt like liquid fire was being squirted into him and bolts of electricity were shooting from Scott's cock all over his body. He felt a painfully immense pressure building at the base of his spine and spreading into his groin and lower abdomen.

Suddenly it burst and Paul's body convulsed. The convulsions continued and seemed to progress into a full-scale epileptic fit.

Scott put the brakes on his orgasm with difficulty and brought it to a protesting halt.

He issued a telepathic cry for help to Derek who was outside with Pan planning the garden. Derek immediately reached out into the telepathic network that connected all superhuman telepaths as he searched for assistance.

The serene mind of Lovedeep Ramanujan swam graciously into their perception. He was an old soul who had been permitted by the Lord God to reincarnate a number of times. In his current life he was over one hundred years old and was heavy with wisdom and knowledge although he appeared much younger. He had become a superman through meditation and prayer many years previously. He had been a guru but had left India and migrated to Australia where he joined the Order and the People of the Way soon after they had been founded by Hal Wray. He was currently living in the Mount Remarkable Community. Hal had stayed with him in the early days acquiring spiritual knowledge during Hal's spiritual journey around the Indian subcontinent and found him of inestimable and valuable assistance. Hal honoured him as one of his great teachers. Lovedeep was a true Hindu 'bodhisattva' dedicated to bringing enlightenment to all people.

Derek and Scott were also conscious of many other minds joining in the network, including Hal, Peter and Elizabeth, Paul, Kevin and Jenny. Some minds Scott did not know. They were all willing to help.

Scott was alarmed. He was feeling ratty and irritable anyway because he had to exert enormous willpower and bring his orgasm to a screeching halt. But what was really worrying him was that Paul seemed to be in the grip of a full scale epileptic fit. Paul's body was wracked by full-on convulsions as he writhed around on the bed while connected to Scott. Paul chewed on the doona cover and he was foaming at the mouth. Flecks of blood could be seen in the foam of saliva. Paul's body quickly became wet and slick with sweat. His mind was a chaotic mess of randomly firing parts of the brain. Scott could make no sense of it. Nothing was clear.

Lovedeep communicated with Scott directly, mind to mind. He warned Scott that he must keep his erect penis fully thrust up into Paul's arse. Under no circumstance must he withdraw it. Paul at some level needed to feel the reassurance despite the chaos in his mind. He needed to feel Scott's love.

What was happening, Lovedeep informed Scott and Derek, was that Paul was undergoing a Kundalini Awakening. This was an awakening of a spirit force that in ordinary people lay dormant coiled up at the base of the spine like a sleeping serpent but when awakened it forces a transcendental change upon the person. In some cases it could be woken by anal sex. This is what happened in Paul's case. The coiled up Kundalini force was woken up by Scott fucking him and it uncoiled and rose up like a serpent through Paul's body causing chaos. Both Paul and Scott were totally unprepared for it.

Lovedeep informed Scott that he had to guide the uncoiling Kundalini up from Paul's root chakra through the other chakras of his body up to the crown chakra whereupon Paul would emerge into an enlightened and telepathic state.

What was happening now signified that Paul was a wild one. The challenge for Scott was to maintain control. Hal transmitted an image of a big savage dog on a leash being restrained with difficulty by the powerfully muscular Scott. Lovedeep amended that to an image of a ferocious tiger that Scott had to control.

Under Lovedeep's guidance, Scott took control of the awakening Kundalini within the convulsing Paul and directed it into Paul's groin into the vicinity of the root chakra. From there, Scott directed it up in turn through the sacral chakra energising the testes and prostate, the solar plexus or digestive system chakra, the heart chakra, the throat chakra, the brow or third eye chakra through to the crown chakra that is associated with the pituitary gland and spiritual consciousness.

At that point Paul became a telepath. His mind reached out in a state of bliss and ran like quicksilver full of joy and love into Scott's mind. He was enraptured to discover that Scott was not an ordinary man but that he was a powerful puissant superman, a real god. He was amazed at the power that Scott had, the power he had exerted in controlling the Kundalini Awakening and stopping the convulsions. He was aware of the others in the network assisting Scott and above all, the numinous loving presence of the Lord God. He revelled in the presence of God. He felt at one with the God who loved him and was waiting for him to come before God and pledge to serve Him for ever. He felt complete although God was expecting Scott to finish Paul's initial introduction.

Tears of relief and joy ran from Scott's eyes as he kissed the side of Paul's neck. He was most grateful to Lovedeep, Hal and the others for their considerable help in retrieving an alarming situation.

Lovedeep suggested that Scott continue fucking Paul and that they both proceed to orgasm together.

Paul twisted around in Scott's arms and planted a big wet sloppy kiss on Scott's wet face. He was overwhelmed with gratitude, love and relief. He put one arm around Scott's thick bull neck and kissed Scott passionately on the lips. Scott responded eagerly. He held Paul tighter to himself with his massive muscular arms and started thrusting his penis again up into Paul's arse with a steady beat. Paul gasped and cried out at the feelings flooding his groin from Scott's penis massaging his prostate, anus and the muscles in his groin. He sensed telepathically Scott's rising passion and sexual excitement. The feelings were wonderfully overwhelming. He was filled with joy at being connected so deeply with Scott. He loved Scott completely and he loved it that Scott found so much pleasure in fucking his strong muscular body. He loved feeling Scott's thick massively powerful arms wrapped around his body and feeling completely protected and loved. And all this was driving him inexorably to another orgasm.

Scott, still thrusting, scooped up a handful of Paul's semen from before from the doona cover and rubbed the semen over the lower part of Paul's belly. That was enough to cause Paul to erupt into another orgasmic explosion. Scott immediately roared into his orgasm as well.

Paul could again feel Scott's hot semen gushing into his intestines like molten metal and filling his belly. At the same time, he felt as if bolts of electricity were shooting from Scott's penis all over his torso. He could feel strange things happening to the muscles all over his body like hot tingling vibrations and peculiar aches. It might have been another epileptic fit coming on but he did not care. He screamed. Pleasure and ecstatic joy cascaded through his body and brain and mingled with that of Scott's orgasmic joy. Their minds ran together like pools of liquid metal. Their conjoint orgasms entwined together into a towering pillar of fire, a firestorm that engulfed them both without consuming them, a firestorm that went on and on and on.

Scott was overjoyed that everything seemed to be going well. This time no epileptic fit was looming. Paul was in the grip of the ecstasy of a towering orgasm and his joy and rapture merged and commingled with that of Scott. They were so orgiastically, so ecstatically happy in their sexual, physical, mental and spiritual union. Paul was hyper-aware because of his Kundalini Awakening.

In his orgasmic tumult Scott felt the muscles on Paul's body growing bigger, thicker and harder. Paul was immediately aware because of his telepathic connection but he did not care, enraptured as he was. Paul and Scott revelled in their conjoined bliss and ecstasy. It was joy beyond compare.

Their combined orgasms locked together continued for hours thanks to the Divine energy that Scott was pumping into Paul.

It was afternoon when finally their orgasmic celebration wound down to a symphonic finale. They lay together with Scott's penis still stiff up Paul's arse enveloped in a golden post-orgasmic glow of complete happiness. Their minds were linked together in total joy.

Scott was appreciating Paul's strong muscular manliness. He was aware that Paul's muscles had grown much bigger and bulkier. He felt as muscular as Derek but bigger as he was taller than Derek. Scott felt Paul's lower abdomen and noticed that the layer of fat over Paul's lower abdominal muscles had completely disappeared. In fact Paul's musculature had become very well-defined, as well-defined as Derek's or Scott's.

Paul emitted the lazy thought that Scott was very much into sex with other men, the bigger and more muscular the better. Scott happily agreed. He really enjoyed having sex with Derek but it was Paul's turn now.

Paul: << This is not the first time I've had some sort of sex with another man. >>

Scott laughed. << Yes, I know. You got sucked off by Lachlan McBride at the McBrides' New Year's Eve party. That was your first time. And you enjoyed it. And there's the prospect of more sex to come, too. And there was Raymond who you fucked good and hard. That was great fun. Not to mention those women you fucked as well. >>

Paul was surprised that Scott knew.

Scott: << You're a telepath now. There's no such thing as privacy. We telepaths can monitor anyone's mind we like. And the beauty is that very few normal people have any idea that we're doing it. >>

<< How long have you been monitoring me? >>

<< Since your vision of Jesus in the church. >>

<< Where were you? >>

Scott informed Paul that he and Derek were floating invisibly in the church up near the ceiling. They had observed everything and Derek had tagged Paul and passed the tag to Scott. He had to explain to Paul what a tag was.

<< What were you doing there? >>

Scott disclosed that Derek had been fucking him in the church and Scott had sprayed the interior of the church with his semen at the request of the Lord God in order to fill the church with much positive love energy.

Paul was amazed. It sounded both sacrilegious and blasphemous. He found it hard to credit that God had not only allowed it but had indeed requested that the act be done. The numinous over-arching presence of the Almighty God confirmed that. Paul was overawed by sensing the omnipresence of the Lord God Whose expectation was that Paul would soon come before Him and pledge to serve Him for ever as a superman.

Scott surprised Paul when he advised him that Paul had been a weak telepath already. Paul had sensed the presence of Scott, Derek and the angels when he went into the church with his father. However, he had not been able to identify the presences.

Scott: << You're pretty special, Tiger. >>

Scott's attention turned to the McBrides' New Year's Eve party and Paul's flings with Lachlan McBride and Raymond, not to mention the three women Prudence, Vanessa and Tanya. He warmly encouraged Paul to remember the incident. He and Derek had found it amusing.

"Whee-e-e-e! Lookit me," cried Kieran as he sped past Derek on his tricycle. As he sped around the corner, his inside rear wheel lifted.

"Too fast, kiddo, too fast," said Derek at the fast-disappearing child. "You'll hurt yourself," he thought.

He used his telepathic sense to monitor the small boy and sensed Rory McPherson squatting down around the corner in Kieran's path with his thick strong arms outstretched. Kieran stopped in front of him and Rory deftly swept the child up off his trike up into a warm cuddle.

"Come here, you cuddly wee bairn," said Rory as he planted a kiss on Kieran's cheek. "Who do you think are, Ayrton Senna? You don't want to end up like him and come to a sticky end."

"Thank you, Rory." Derek beamed the thought at Rory.

"It's a pleasure, laddie," came the thought back from Rory.

Rory was a big, powerfully muscled superman of eighty six years old, although he looked less than half that age. He had migrated from Scotland many years ago and still spoke with a Scottish accent. He was most knowledgeable about dry stone walls and was responsible for rebuilding the stone walls around the Valley Road community so well that they were admired around the district for their craftsmanship.

Derek's thoughts returned to Paul and Scott and the incidents at the McBrides' New Year's Eve party that Scott had been encouraging Paul to remember in detail.

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