Satan Gets Jealous

 by: Hankster

© 2009 by the Author

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Author’s Note: 

I wrote this story with tongue in cheek, intending it to be a parody on another well known story you will all recognize.  But in reading it over and over, I began to realize that there are some of you out there, who might consider it to be sacrilegious and blasphemous.  Believe me I had no such intention.  Certainly you all know from my other stories, that I absolutely do NOT believe that Hell is populated by homosexuals.  Please take the story for what I meant it to be: a parody with a little bit of humor.

It came to pass that one day Satan looked upon the Planet Earth, which God had created, and grew exceedingly jealous.  Everywhere he looked, he came across people praying to, and adoring the son of God.  Satan and God were competition for each other, and this kept an even balance going between Good and Evil.  After all, without Evil, Good cannot exist.  Point and counterpoint!!!  But God’s son, Jesus, tipped the balance in favor of Good.  This did not sit well with Satan.

He stamped his foot, exhaled a torch of fire and cried out, “It’s not fair.  That Jesus freak is nothing but a wimp; turn the other cheek, the meek shall inherit the earth, indeed!  He only said that because he was a meek coward himself.  If I had a son, he would be more to the people’s liking, a man of action and revenge.  That’s it.  I’ll have a son.”

Easier said, than done. 

When Satan wished to cause his unholy spirit to descend upon a human being, it generally invaded the body of a young boy or a handsome young man.  Somehow he could not manage to know a young woman with his horny unholy spirit.  His essence was repelled by the female form.  He pondered how he could manage to invade and impregnate a female body.  He thought about it for too many years and finally decided upon a solution.  Frankly, he got this idea from human beings themselves, and he was magnanimous enough to give them credit.  He would simply use a surrogate father, another unholy spirit, who would enter the woman of his choice.  But during his son’s formative years, he would take human form and raise the child himself, strictly in his own image.  His son would be no insignificant carpenter.  He would be rich and powerful.  In order to avoid bothersome custody battles, he would simply dispatch the woman straight to hell.  She could never be a counterbalance to Mary anyway. 

Satan pondered the problem of who the surrogate father should be for another few centuries before he came to a firm decision.  Cain, the first murderer, the first human to commit fratricide, was his oldest and indeed his first Arch Demon.  Cain was also a womanizer.  Hardly a night went by that Cain’s unholy spirit did not know a woman.  Although he often chose innocent virgins, he preferred hardened whores.  They were lusty and more receptive to his unholy spirit.

Satan called Cain to his fiery throne one day, and described his plans to unleash upon the world a son to compete with Jesus.  Cain was thrilled with the idea of being the surrogate father.

“Who shall we choose as a mother?” Cain asked, wanting Satan to make the choice.

“Certainly not an innocent virgin.  The mother should be a woman of evil, not a woman of valor,” Satan said.  “I know that you are familiar with all the whores throughout the world.  Find the healthiest and lustiest and impregnate her.  I’ll take over from there.”

So Cain began his search.  It needed to be done quickly before the woman grew too old to bear a child.  It really was very simple.  He chose a celebrity Lesbian, whose sex life was prolific, and as a result, she often got mentioned in the gossip columns.  She was famous for her hedonistic and wanton ways.  When she gave birth, the world would be forced to record it as a virgin birth, but the woman would certainly not be a virgin. 

He chose a   celebrity so that she could reach millions of people.  She would swear that no man had ever touched her.  There were four pop singers he zeroed in on, considerably narrowing his search.  He determined that three of them had, at one time or other, experienced relations with a man or men, and he eliminated them.  The fourth had never lain with a man in all her thirty years.  Her name was Virginia (ha!) of Seattle.

Satan reviewed Cain’s choice and gave his approval.  That night as Virginia slept, Satan and Cain visited her bedchamber.  As Satan watched, Cain’s unholy spirit descended on the hapless woman.  Cain clouded her mind so that she imagined a girlfriend was entering her with a dildo.  She twisted and writhed in pleasure as his unholy spirit impregnated her.  Satan watched in horror, wanting to gag.  He left Cain to his lust and found a young boy in the adjacent apartment.  The boy was about seventeen and Satan’s unholy spirit entered him sending the boy into a lustful frenzy.  The boy spilled his seed into his underwear.  Satan kissed the boy and left for his home in Hell.  For a moment he considered taking the luscious young man with him, but decided to let him have a full life on earth.

When Virginia told the press that she was pregnant, she swore that no man had ever touched her.  She was ridiculed and scoffed at.  Satan saw to it that her career was greater than ever.  Bad publicity, as they say, was better than no publicity.  When she entered her ninth month, Satan came to earth in human form.  He arranged for Virginia to die in childbirth.  Before she died she signed over parental rights to John Smith (Satan) should anything happen to her.  She named him as the child’s guardian.  Cain escorted her to hell where she became the consort of Helen of Troy until they grew tired of each other centuries later. 

John Smith adopted the boy legally and took his child from Seattle to sunny California.  He bought a mansion in Malibu and recruited a servant staff and a nanny from a witch’s coven.  When everything was in place, he set about the task of raising his son to recruit the masses to his evil and sinful ways.

In the meantime, Cain journalized the story of the miraculous birth of Satan’s son in the Gospel According to Cain.  He attributed the Immaculate Conception solely to Satan, and left himself out of it.  He concocted a story of how three powerful men, who served Satan through their evil ways, came to the hospital delivery area to pay homage to his only son. Then he laid the book aside to be continued when Satan’s son was older and would begin his “ministry.”

Now that Satan had taken human form, he was able to enjoy the pleasures of human flesh.  He had chosen a body of unnatural beauty, and his bedroom never lacked men between the ages of sixteen and thirty.  Often the bedroom was filled with several beautiful men and the ensuing orgy would last for days.  Satan’s human form never needed to rest or recover. 

Satan named his son Luke, which was his private joke.  Luke was short for Lucifer.  Satan studied his son carefully, and by the time the boy was twelve, he was certain that Luke was homosexual.  The evil incarnate spirit of Satan was filled with joy.  He allowed the boy to see him cavorting with his young entourage.  When Luke wanted to join in, Satan said he could not do so until his sixteenth birthday, or until he precipitated his first act of sin or evil, whichever came first.

Luke was home schooled of course, but he liked to visit the nearby high school and ogle the young boys in the school yard.  At fifteen years old he was still a virgin.   One morning, before the first class of the day, Luke spotted a set of twins.  These boys were so fair to look upon that Luke instantly tented his pants.  He could sense the love the two brothers held for each other.  He could also sense that they loved the same girl.  If I can turn them against each other, he thought, perhaps my father would permit me to have sex before my next birthday.

He directed his thoughts to the twins.  He instilled in each boy, the worst case of jealousy his psychic thoughts could muster.  Suddenly they were at each other’s throats, yelling and screaming in jealous rages.  He stepped between them.

“Don’t fight,” he yelled at them.  “Magda Lena isn’t worth coming between you.”  That had the effect he hoped for.  They became even angrier.  Luke created two pocket knives and placed one in each boy’s pocket.  Instantly each brother pulled out his knife, released the blade and started hacking at the other.  One of them died instantly as his brother’s blade punctured his jugular.  The other’s face was scarred for life. 

Luke suddenly released the twins from their trance, and the surviving twin screamed in horror at what he had done.  Luke stood smiling at the boy’s anguish.  He did not leave the scene until the body was removed, and the surviving twin was taken away by the police for medical attention.  As he turned to leave he heard a voice.

“I saw the whole thing.  It was you who made this happen.  It was pure magic.  I admire you so much, master.  I will follow you wherever you go, anywhere in the world, if you will allow me.”

Luke turned to the boy who was speaking, and smiled.  “You are so handsome,” he said.  “Are you willing to forsake your family and your mundane existence and follow me?  I can make you wealthy beyond all your expectations, and I can provide you with pleasures of the flesh that will blow your mind.  What do you say?”

“I am all yours, master,” the boy answered.

“What is your name?” Luke asked kindly as he stroked the boy’s cheek.

“Peter,” the lad answered simply.  “I am still a virgin at seventeen.  I know now that it is you I have been waiting for.”

Luke introduced Peter to his father.  Satan embraced both boys and said, “I know what you have done, Luke, and I am so proud of you.  And you, Peter, because you have agreed to be Luke’s first disciple, you will be rewarded beyond your wildest dreams.  Now boys, why don’t you celebrate your good fortune and coming of age?”

The boys did not have to be told twice.  They knew exactly what Satan meant and Luke knew that his father had kept his promise to him.  They bounded up the stairs to Luke’s bedchamber.  They wanted to take it slowly, but at fifteen and seventeen that isn’t possible.  They literally ripped off each other’s clothing, and hopped into bed.  They kissed passionately and squeezed each other’s erections, moaning in delight.

Peter leaned over Luke and took his throbbing cock into his mouth.  Luke had only previously dreamed of such joy.  Peter seemed to know just what to do with his tongue to give his master ultimate pleasure, and it wasn’t long before Luke came gushing into Peter’s throat.  When he swallowed his master’s cum, a strange sensation went through Peter’s body.  He actually felt himself grow more evil than he already was.  Luke never lost his erection and yelled, “More Peter, more!”

Peter lay on his back and spread his legs.  “Fuck me master, please,” he begged.  Luke entered him without any lubrication, but it did not hurt Peter at all.  It didn’t take the Son of Satan very long to cum again.  As his jism filled Peter’s guts, Peter felt that same sensation of his evil power being enhanced.

“I will be your slave for as long as we live,” Peter promised Luke.  The two boys embraced.  They kissed each other passionately and fondled each other. 

“You haven’t been satisfied,” Luke said to Peter.  “I want to feel you inside of me.  Fuck me,” he commanded.  Luke rolled over on his back and Peter fucked him long and hard.  Luke could not believe how good it felt.  When Peter’s warm spunk coursed up his gut, Luke’s evil body warmed all over.

Afterward they lay side by side on their backs, holding hands.  Without knocking on the door, John Smith entered the room naked.  Of course, Luke had seen his father naked often, but Peter was awestruck at the beautiful body that had just entered the room.  Satan lay down on the bed between the two boys and they began to lick his body up and down, from head to foot.  Alternately they sucked his cock and his balls.  As they did so, Satan allowed his unholy spirit to enter their bodies.  The boys felt sensual pleasure so intense that they both swooned.  Their bodies were on fire with pleasure.  Together, they continued to lick Satan’s cock, and all three came at the same time.  John Smith’s human cock spurted all over the faces of the young boys, and they spurted all over his body.

Satan wrapped one arm around each boy as they continued to fondle him.  Then he said to them, “Boys, I must return to my kingdom now.  I leave you in the care of my trusted servants.  Your wealth is boundless.  I ask only that you spread the gospel of evil and sin throughout the world.  Promise wealth and sexual joy to all who are willing to abandon the Son of God.  Win them over.  We must take back the earth.  Once I would have been satisfied with restoring the balance, but now I want it all, and you two can achieve it.  Continue to convert followers to our cause.  Make me proud.”

Satan disappeared in a puff of smoke.  “Don’t worry,” Luke said to Peter, “He’ll come to us if we need him and if I call upon him.  He won’t abandon me like God abandoned His Son.”

The first thing the boys did when Luke became the master of the house was to fire all the female servants and replace them with handsome young men.  Inside the confines of the mansion, it was forbidden to wear clothes, and orgies were the order of the day.  Each servant begged Luke to make him a disciple, but Luke didn’t think that anyone was worthy enough.  “Prove yourself worthy,” he told each of them, “and I’ll consider it.”

“The schoolyard incident was a piece of cake,” Luke said to Peter one day.  “Let’s really challenge ourselves.  Let’s see what we can do in a church on a Sunday morning.  Everyone there will be worshiping God and his wuss of a son.  Let’s see if we can get them to sin in that church as easily as in the schoolyard.

That Sunday, the two boys got all dressed up and looked like two of God’s angels.  They entered the first church they could find located nearest to the mansion.  They paid no attention to the church’s denomination.  It made no difference to them.  They sat down in the last pew.   Luke shut his eyes and started to read the minds of the congregants as they entered the sanctuary.  He wasn’t getting much to capitalize on when a young couple entered the church and sat down in the second row of pews.  Luke smiled broadly.

The beautiful female member of this couple was lusting after the handsome young minister. The minister was lusting after her also, but neither had dared act on their yearnings as yet.  The minister was busy formulating his plans for seducing the young wife in the near future.  The husband was totally unaware of how these two felt about each other.  Luke sent mental images to the husband enabling him to visualize his wife and the minister fucking each other.  More than that, he made him believe in the truth of these images.  He created a revolver and placed it in the man’s jacket pocket.  Luke could sense the anger and the hatred welling up inside the man’s head.  He could feel him close his hand on the trigger of the gun.

The choir was singing and the minister ascended to the pulpit.  Suddenly the young husband rose and shouted, “You bastard.  I’ll teach you to fuck my wife.”  He raised the gun and shot one perfectly aimed bullet into the minister’s skull.  Then he turned to his wife and said, “I’d kill you also, but I want you to suffer for what you did to me.”  He put the gun to his ear and dispatched himself rather cleanly and dramatically, Luke thought.

The wife was screaming hysterically as most of the congregants whipped out cell phones and began to dial 911.  Amidst all the confusion, Luke and Peter quietly left the church and as soon as they got outside they broke out laughing and patted each other’s backs.

“Good job,” Peter said.  “I hope Cain is recording this event in his gospel.

“You did this,” they heard a voice say.  The voice belonged to a young man of about eighteen.  He continued.  “That bastard minister was just too handsome for his own good.  He was fucking half the broads and some of the guys in this congregation.  He knocked up my sister and then made her get an abortion.  She’s become comatose and we can’t break through to her.  I have been wanting to get back at him for months.  I don’t know what power you have, but let me follow you, master.  I promise to serve you well.”

Luke and Peter embraced the young man.  “You are more than welcome to join us, friend,” Luke said.  “Come home with us now and we’ll celebrate by having sex.  What’s your name?”

“Paul” the lad answered simply.  “But before we go, and I leave my family to serve you, do you think you could help my sister and remove the trance she has created for herself?”

“I don’t know.  I have never attempted a healing, but I will do anything for my disciples.  Come let’s try.”

When Luke, Peter and Paul entered Paul’s home, his parents demanded to know who these two boys were.  Paul sneered at them and led Luke to his sister’s bedchamber.  Liz was sitting on a chair.  Her hands were folded demurely in her lap.  She seemed unaware of her surroundings and stared into space.  Luke took her hand and sent his thoughts to her.

You must stop torturing yourself over the scumbag who impregnated you.  Anyway, a jealous husband has sent him to hell.  Wake from your trance and become a useful person.  Use your beautiful body to give pleasure to men.  My father will reward you in his kingdom for your efforts.

Luke kissed Liz on her forehead.  Instantly she was removed from her schizophrenic state. 

“Oh Luke,” she said (she seemed to know his name), “Thank you for saving my life.”  She turned to Paul.  “Go with this young man,” she said.  “Serve him well and you will be rewarded with a life of joy and plenty.”  She pointed to the door.  “Go, go, go,” she said.  The three boys bounded out of the house.  Paul never saw his parents again, but with Luke’s help, he kept track of his sister.  When she accepted Luke as her Savior, she received the protection of Satan.  Before she was thirty, she became the most famous Madam in Washington, DC. 

Luke and his two disciples rushed back to the mansion.  Jealous servants watched as the three young men went into Luke’s bedroom.  They didn’t bother to close the door as Peter and Luke initiated Paul into the joys of having sex with Satan’s son.  Paul tasted Luke’s jism and his evil nature doubled in intensity.  His eyes began to sparkle and emit a red light.  Luke was pleased.  Paul was going to be a formidable disciple.

The three men began a journey around the world.  Wherever they went they provoked misery and havoc.  But they did it Robin Hood style.  Most of the evil they invoked befell men of great wealth.  Luke did not distinguish between wealthy men of greed and those who daily practiced altruism.  He and his disciples caused evil and misery to befall all of them.  The populace was delighted to see these men of such enormous power reduced to a life of suffering.  They paid no attention to the fact that many wonderful charities were suffering in the process.  This byproduct of his labors delighted Luke.  He was quick to take the credit, and Peter and Paul supported his claims.  Eventually, Luke recruited ten more evil disciples. With their help, thousands more began to worship Luke every day.  They saw in him a new Messiah.  In fact, many believed that he was the second coming of The Christ.  Only one thing bothered Luke.  Why was there no opposition from Jesus?  He would have welcomed a good fight.  That was what his father had hoped for.

Luke was not shy about preaching to these converts, and he instructed them to establish covens throughout the world.  The people were instructed to worship him and only him, and he promised to continue to bring down the high and the mighty.  It took a long time, but finally the priests, ministers and rabbis of the Judaic-Christian society became alarmed.  Their churches and synagogues were rapidly diminishing in attendance.

These top clergy began to have secret meetings in the Vatican to figure out how to get rid of this evil upstart.  They hired the best and highest paid assassin in the world.  He was fitted with a lead headpiece, because they erroneously believed that Luke could not read his mind, or sense his presence, through the lead shield.

When Luke was thirty-four years old, he was scheduled to make a speech on the Great Lawn in Central Park in New York City.  Security was impossible in so vast a venue.  The assassin entered the area, fully armed.  Nobody stopped him, and when Luke began to speak, he so mesmerized the crowd that they failed to notice the assassin take aim from behind a tree and shoot Luke cleanly between his eyes.  Luke’s unholy spirit quickly descended to hell where his father greeted him with incestuous kisses.

The assassin thought that he could escape easily by getting absorbed in the multitude, but Satan saw to it that the disciples easily surrounded and apprehended him.  They turned him over to the police.  He readily confessed that it was the clergy who had hired him to perform this heinous act.  Clergymen of all faiths were now even more on the defensive than before.

As the crowd watched in horror, with many of them sobbing loudly, two doctors who were in the crowd ran to Luke’s corpse.  They pronounced him dead, and covered him with their own jackets.  The doctors would not allow anyone to touch the corpse until the medical examiner arrived.  The disciples formed a circle around the corpse sobbing heavily.

When the medical examiner arrived, he removed the jackets which covered Luke.  Instantly Luke jumped up and cried, “I am immortal; I will live forever in my Father’s kingdom.  Those of you who follow me, and believe in me, will live forever and sit at my right side.”

When those words were said, his body began to propel downward and he seemed to be absorbed into the Great Lawn itself.  Thousands of people witnessed this miracle.  Millions more would see it on television and on security tapes.  Most of them believed that Christ had come and died for them yet another time.  But this time it was different.  This new Messiah instructed them how and where to worship Him.  They believed that if they did as they were instructed, the high and mighty would continue to fall and the meek would truly inherit the earth.

Satan’s dream was never fully realized.  Evil and sin did not prevail, but the balance between Good and Evil was restored.  There were as many people worshiping the New Messiah, as there were those who worshiped the old Messiah.  Satan seemed satisfied, at least for the moment, but it was not in his nature to remain satisfied for long.  Certainly in a few centuries or so, he would grow dissatisfied or jealous again.  Then the world could look forward to The Evil One releasing some new venom on the unsuspecting people of the Planet Earth.  But now he had Luke and his disciples to aid him in his wicked ways. 

Satan kept Luke constantly at his side, and Luke was glad to be there.  Their incestuous love grew stronger as each sin was committed on the earth.  When a follower performed an act of pure evil, their love increased exponentially.  As often as he could, Satan allowed his unholy spirit to enter his son.  Their two unholy spirits were blended, and evil was personified, as they exuded their lust for each other, amidst the fires of Hell.

Posted: 12/11/09