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iâve always hated this holiday, with everyone all the time giving me theyâre best wishes for a âwonderful and merry christmasâ and all that crap gets so fucking annoying, especially for a satanist.
iâve had it with all that jesus christ praise at the end of the year. jesus was just a little fag, fruit of a extra conjugal relation of that whore mary, she didnât even know who the father was and told the cuck that an angel came to her and told her she was pregnant. that cuck was so stupid that he even believed she was still a virgin and saving herself for him.
but more about the birthday fag, he was just a conceited little twink, with all that feeding the poor and curing the sick without wanting a single thank you. and then to top it all, he was so full of shit with that âiâm godâs son, here to save you all, but if you donât believe me thatâs okayâ, urgh talk about pretentious.
well, thankfully i wasnât the only satanist that was sick with this holiday. so there i was last night, sitting on my seat waiting anxiously for the beginning of this play. the theatre wasnât huge, but all seats were filled. i looked down to my hands on my lap and turned the pamphlet to me.
âfuck jesus christ: the birth of satanâs nemesis reimagined by satanistsâ, said the title and under title, âsinopse: after the birth of jesus christ, the three perv men pay the holy family a visit, they come bearing giftsâ i read until right before the lights dimmed down and curtains were opened.
on the well lit stage a life size version of a classical nativity scene could be seen right at the center. the fake wood stable stood surrounded by fake sleeping sheeps and haystacks.
âmaryâ starts belting out like sheâs in pain, all the while trembling in her place, over a stack of hay, being supported by joseph.
iâm a bit ashamed to admit that it took me more than it shouldâve to realize that mary was just a dummy. made sense, since this was announced as a male only play.
âmaryâs belting only went down as another one took its place. it was baby jesusâ, who i assume is also a dummy.
right when that baby crying was starting to get annoying, from the corner of the stage came in three persian men. they were dressed in long tunics that went down to their ankles, nearly hiding the sandals on their feet.
âhear ye, hear yeâ, said one of the three men as they approached the birthing place. âweâve heard of the birth of the so-called savior, and so we come bearing giftsâ.
âi, gaspar, bring the gift of goldâŠâ, he said with a pause as his hand reached into his tunic and back behind him. ââŠin the form of thisâŠâ, another pause before the men let out a moan followed by a deep sighing as his hand came back into view and raised up high. ââŠbutt plugâ.
the golden object shone bright and reflected the strong lights that lit the stage. the ambient was so well lit that a drop of some liquid could be seen dripping down from the butt plug.
my cock was raging hard in my pants, and from what i could see, everyone elseâs cocks were too. the lube dripping down, made it obvious that it was plunged in the actorâs ass.
âi, melchior, bring the gift of frankincenseâ, he said while opening his tunic a little, reaching inside to take out a couple of incense sticks. his hard cock peaked out as he did it, evidencing what was already clear. they were all naked under their tunics.
my hard cock throbbed as i took it out from my pants and caressed it with my hand, as did many others all around me. it felt impossibly hard, like i was sure that it was harder than any other cock in the room by far.
my hole twitched uncontrollably too. this play had just began but it has already been so erotically arousing that my body and mind couldnât decide which it wanted, fuck gasparâs gaping liver hole as hard as i could, ride on melchiorâs big hard cock, or suck on it as i plunge my ass with the gold plug.
âand i, balthasar, bring the gift of myrrh, in the form of this ball mouth gag strapâ, said the third king as he took it out of his tunic, also showing off his hard cock. âtill be certainly useful and appreciated, as tis a great analgesic and heâll need it as weâŠâ
âfuck jesus christ!â, all three kings yelled in unison, making the audience roar in excitement as each member beat their own member and the fapping sound echoed and filled the room as the sound of excited, and anticipating, stomping feet does in a stadium full of fans.
it was an incredible experience to sense all the energy in the room. we were all brothers, even though mostly unknown to each other, united by our hatred towards this holiday and all that it represented. completely overwhelming. i neared my climax for what felt like a never ending moment as the crowd chanted in unison âfuck jesus christ!â
the three kings surrounded baby jesus in the center of the stage. it was hard to see anything because they blocked the view, but then the image appeared in two big screens, one set on each side of the stage.
and there it was, baby jesus surrounded by three big hard cocks. the baby was completely naked and wondered about, looking directly at each cock pointing to him.
the crowd roared again as the three kings disrobed themselves at the same time. their hot hard naked bodies in full display for us. not one piece of clothing covered any inch of their beautiful dark skin. the contrast to jesusâ white skin was amazing. not to mention the contrast of size between three fully grown men to a newborn baby.
balthasar strapped his ball gag gift onto the babyâs face. it was so erotically charging, seeing a baby with only a sexual item, especially knowing the baby was supposed to represent jesus christ.
in little to no time the crowd went silent as we all watched in a mixture of amazement, anxiety and lust as we expectedly awaited to see gaspar press his hard cock onto the babyâs tight hole.
hundreds of cocks throbbing as each and every satanist in the place kept themselves from jerking as to hold in their orgasms and not shoot their load just as the play had begun.
jesus belted out loud as his little hole was pierced with the adult cock, and thatâs when i realized that it was in fact a real living baby that was portraying jesus in this play, not a dummy. i was for real watching three grown men raping a baby, not much older than a newborn.
the realization struck me so fucking hard that i came right at that moment, no hand, no touch, no nothing. which brought my fellow brothers around me to roar and cheer me as my cock sprayed my cum around, from my head to my toes, over my shoulders and to my sides, hitting other satanic perverts near my seat.
i was feeling already spent, but my cock stayed put, my cumming dying down, chest covered in it as it heaved up and down.
at one point i just had to blow my cum all over again when melchior, after having lit an incense stick and wrapped the scene in its smoke, joined balthasar to spit roast jesus with their cocks.
the crowd went wild seeing the baby completely impaled between both cocks and even more as gaspar took the initiative to stand beside them and put his hands on jesus to turn him around.
jesus spinning around as two cocks stood put, one up his little ass and another one down his throat, like a rotisserie chicken was more than enough to get me ready to burst out another load of cum. the whole scene was just too perverted, a real baby being treated as nothing more than a sexual toy in the hands of three perverts for the viewing pleasure of another hundreds of perverts.
and so one by one the three kings fucked the baby on stage. all the while the crowd cheered, roared and chanted âfuck jesus christâ.
the room reeked of man, lust and cum as for hours hundreds of men repeatedly shot their loads of cum and sprayed it like a fountain to their surroundings. each and every one of us looked like a mess, covered in mixed cum.
the night ended with baby jesus splayed over a stack of hay, covered in spit, cum and sweat, with hay stuck to his skin. his little belly nearly completely reflecting all lights that beamed onto him, evidencing how bloated it was after being filled with multiple cum loads and kept by the gold plug plunged into his hole. the ball gag also kept his little mouth full of cum, which caused his little cheeks to bulge out, that is at least until he swallowed it all as instinct as not to drown or suffocate in the thick cum.
the three amazing actors were applauded and cheered by the crowd with a never ending chant of âfuck jesus christ!â.