You groan as you can see the room fade around you, paradise stretching out around you. You can feel it the euphoric glow of bliss and peace at last. You see the light above you and than you can see the angels and the many wings. You hear the ringing of bells and through the trees the greetings of your ancestors. This must be heaven you think, as you see the birds flying; and animals at play. Yet you're still on the bed with the shackles of light around your wrists and ankles and your dick out and hard. Suddenly you don't feel so comfortable... your ancestors and angels can see your rigid mammoth dick... and they must see you in the state that you are in. Yet a great voice speaks to you, -No do not fear this is right... this is good, you are holy for bowing before the power of his sex.- You don't understand, this couldn't possibly be right. You don't feel comfortable, you can almost feel it is a trick. Yet you would bow to the power of his sex, and then it all feels right and you can see the light entering your dick. You moan as you can feel the power of your dick overwhelming you. You can see him now, Aether coming towards you, your ancestors about him clapping and singing in celebration. They stop short of your bed and you feel so strange being so hard in front of all of them. Dribbling cum from your tool onto your belly and covered in your orgasm from earlier. Aether doesn't seem to mind though as he approaches naked and gets onto the bed and is soon standing over your massive prick. You moan out as he lowers himself and soon you can feel yourself pushing yourself up inside him once more. Even the angels are singing and you can hear that firm voice again. -Only believe in the boypussy, believe in the boypussy and worship the boy with your dick.- You groan and nod your head as you thrust up bottoming out in him.
Then it all goes dark though and you are back in your room. You blink up at Aether is only smiling and has your big cock buried inside of him once again. You realize in a moment that it was a trick, an act of the bondage arts once again. In that moment though you realize that you no longer believe in what you used too. Suddenly all you care about once more is that hole and that boy. You don't even have your faith anymore, just the hot tightness around your dick. Your angry about this, but you also only have that hole and that boy. So you start thrusting hard and rough growling at him. You're also crying a little... but you won't speak and reveal your upset. He's already starting another one, and although you don't stop him; you do fuck him harder.