Rule 6 - Kansas
“He kept calling me a sinner. I wanted to backhand him.” Eisley fumed as we walked to the church. She’d popped back into the motel just as I was waking up from my nap.
“Constantine is missing out.” I patted my stomach, relishing our dinner from the diner just now. Eisley shot me a dirty look.
“He’s getting dinner brought to him by one of the eligible single women in Ricefield. They are bound and determined to get him to stay.”
“Is that jealousy radiating off of you?” I teased. “I thought that was my thing.”
“It’s not jealousy,” she snapped. “And remember, we’re Domino and Koi now. Don’t slip up,” she warned. We stepped into the church and I called out for our missing friend.
“Father Duvall! We’re here!” Constantine stepped out with his hands behind his back. “Woah.” He was dressed like... a priest, with a white collar and black shirt and pants. His normally messy hair was combed neatly, and as he drew closer, I saw something that alarmed me. It was his eyes, there was something behind them that wasn’t quite right.
“Hello, my children of god. I’m glad you were able to attend mass tonight. I’ve spent all afternoon preparing.” His voice was strangely calm and professional. It reminded me of when we were younger. It reminded me of The Minister.
“Bro, cut it out. We’re the only ones here.” I looked around. Being in a church that was still active made me nervous. I’d been able to work through my issues with The Church because it was trashed and barely standing when we returned. But this was... real. We were about to witness a real sermon, someone preaching and doing the offering and singing hymns and telling us how bad we were for not believing in something they had no actual proof of and?—
“Kansas? What’s happening?” Eisley’s panicked voice came through almost like an echo. I was sweating and I couldn’t breathe and my vision was growing fuzzy and?—
Everything went black.
* * *
I wokeup sometime later with a wet rag on my forehead and a blurry Eisley leaning over me.
“What’s going on?” I asked, sitting up. My vision adjusted, and I looked around. We were in a dimly lit office, and somewhere in the distance, an organ was playing.
“You had a panic attack and your body shut down. We’re in Constantine’s office. He’s doing mass right now.” She took the rag from my lap where it’d fallen and wiped my brow again. “Are you okay?”
“No,” I admitted, my stomach and shoulders sinking. “Turns out, I’m still not entirely over what happened to us.”
“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that,” she said. “That’s not something you can just get over.”
“I know, but it feels dumb. You two could handle it.” They’d spent all afternoon here just fine.
She laughed. “Ha! Hardly. Constantine is overcompensating, taking on this role with a shocking level of energy. It’s his way of hiding his emotions.”
“Where’s he at now?” I asked.
“Mass has already started. The whole town is here. Every pew but the last ones are full.” She shuddered. “I feel like we’re in a horror movie. All of them stared straight ahead, listening blindly to their leader. Whatever, if that’s your thing, but it’s definitely not mine.”
I grinned. “You don’t want to go see how Constantine is doing?” I could only imagine what he found in the Bible to talk about. I knew my friend; he wasn’t going to be speaking about loving thy neighbor and thou shall not… whatever. I scooted off the table and took Eisley’s hand. “Let’s go.”
“Are you sure?” She eyed me nervously. “This town already thinks we’re here to corrupt them. We don’t need you getting sick at mass.”
“I’ll be fine. I want to watch Constantine do this. Seeing him in the costume has my curiosity piqued.”
She led me out of the room. The moment the door opened, we were bombarded with eerie singing. A chill ran up my spine but I forced my nerves down and kept following. We stepped into the chapel and heads turned. Some glared, others shook their heads, their eyes sad. A few nodded as if it made sense that we were here. Had we been called to the lord? I fought back something harsh and let Eisley pull me toward the last pew. The next people up were at least five or six pews up. Not one looked back at us. Many of them raised their noses to the sky as if to say it was below them to acknowledge our entrance.
We sat, and everyone stood. We joined them quickly, mumbling along as they read the music in the hymnals, and then sat back down. Constantine stood at the front, behind a podium. His smile was wide and his eyes glassy. I knew that face. He wasn’t here anymore. He was somewhere far away, and whatever was about to tumble from his lips was going to be completely unholy.
“Brothers and sisters in Christ,” he started. The townspeople bowed their heads. I stared around in disbelief. They didn’t even know Constantine, and yet, they were drawn to listen. They were far too trusting, which was dangerous for people like him. People like... us.
“We will be turning to the Old Testament for wisdom. This afternoon, while reflecting on my journey that has led me here, to your beautiful town, I recalled the story of Sodom, a cautionary tale. Have any of you read it?”
There were nods and murmurs, all wanting to show that they were the best-devoted member of the church. Constantine nodded his approval and continued.
Seeing him ramble on, with his stance tall and confident, his hands gripping the podium, and wearing the white collar and all-black outfit, unnerved me. All of it felt so... wrong.
“Are you okay?” Eisley squeezed my thigh. I blinked and looked over. I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded. Eisley began to run her hand up my thigh and smoothed it back down, it was soothing, and my breathing steadied.
“Sodom, shown in the Bible as a city of sin and destruction. The righteous warned the Sodomites to turn away from their wicked ways but they refused, instead diving further into their life of sin.”
I was trying to focus on Constantine’s sermon, but Eisley’s hand slowly trailing closer and closer to my groin was distracting. I sat up straighter and looked around. Not a single person was giving us any attention. They were enraptured in Constantine.
And Constantine was focused on Eisley and I. His eyes were hard as he spat his words about sinners and destruction.
“Sodom is often used in a derogatory sense for acts of homosexuality. But the sins in that city were not those of a sexual nature, but those of the heart. Sex isn’t bad, sex can be beautiful, when done with the right people, with the lord in mind each time.”
Eisley grew bold and reached down between my thighs and cupped my cock. I had already been growing hard from the teasing, but the moment she grabbed me full-on, my dick sprung to life, hardening instantly.
“The sins of the Sodomites were not sexual in nature. No, their list of transgressions were indulgence, arrogance, and no compassion for the needy. They sat in their towers and looked down upon the poor and laughed. How many of you have done the same?”
A few heads bowed or began to turn back toward Eisley and I. Constantine snapped at them, causing their heads to jerk back to the podium where he stood.
“The Lord told Lot not to look back at the sinners and I ask you tonight to do the same. Look forward and inward and pray. Let us pray together and turn away from the Sons of Sodom.”
What the fuck was he blabbing on about? I raised my eyebrow and shot him the silent question. He grinned and told his congregation to bow their heads.
“The sinners are behind you; we mustn’t look upon them as they sin.”
I didn’t think even he knew what he was saying. He was just tossing big words out there, knowing they’d eat it up. I began to follow the members of the church in bowing my head when Eisley’s hand moved to my belt buckle, carefully, and quietly undoing it. My heart pounded in my ears as I tried to stealthily lean back and let her unzip my pants and pull my cock out.
I was completely out and exposed, my dick as stiff as most of the congregation in this room. My mouth dropped open and I blinked rapidly as heat rushed through me. If someone stood up and walked down the aisle, or popped up from somewhere on the second floor, where the organ was, they’d see Eisley jerking me off.
I tried to steady my breathing as she milked my cock slowly, going from base to tip, teasing me. She loved this. I liked it, knowing that at any time we could get caught. I made eye contact with Constantine and my cheeks flamed. He knew what was going on. He was the only one looking in our direction.
“Sodom’s demise was the result of moral failings, and the story written down for us in the Bible is a cautionary tale, a warning. If we look back, simply because we do not understand the sin, then Ricefield will collapse, much like Lot’s wife. Look forward, and tell me how we can do better.”
I couldn’t wait to get back to our room so I could call him out for this shit of a sermon. It made zero sense and yet they were still shouting “Amen!” and standing up to answer him.
“We had an encampment of homeless living in the woods. We made them leave. We could have helped them instead,” a man said.
Constantine nodded but looked at me. “Keep going.”
Eisley picked up speed, stroking me faster, squeezing me tighter. I chewed on my lower lip, savoring the feelings of pleasure mixed with the excitement and fear of getting caught. What would happen if an old bitty turned just as cum exploded from my cock? The image in my head of it spraying Eisley’s face in the pews made me groan.
“Lot and his wife escaped Sodom, just like you all can change your ways. You must forget your arrogance, abandon your desire to hate, and love thy neighbor!”
I threw my head back and closed my eyes. I couldn’t watch Constantine spout gibberish to this excited crowd. I needed to come. I reached over and grabbed Eisley’s hair, fisting it tightly as my cock erupted. Right then, the churchgoers stood and the organ began playing. The singing covered my groans as I thrust my hips against Eisley’s hand. Cum hit the pew in front of us, dripping down onto a Bible. I sighed as the pleasure of a public orgasm overwhelmed me. I’d just finished coming, and I still wanted to take Eisley and fuck her from behind right now.
Constantine cleared his throat, bringing me back to earth, and everyone around us sat back down, and we finally joined them in worship.
“Amen.”