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	  Cock of Flame: Sex with Satan part II     dedicated to mom.
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  This phile is not for you ruggies who like to beat off in front of these
so-called x-rated philes, cause they ain't x-rated, it's more like pg-13!  so
get your hands out of your pants, pilgrims, and get ready for a new classic.

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  I awoke, screaming in my bed.  The dreams were getting worse, and worse.  The
girl next to me, naked as she was, looked over at me, fear outlining her face.
"Are you okay, Mac?" she whispered.  I looked at her slowly.

  "My nightmares are gettin' worse, babe." My name's Mac, as the lady said, by
da way.  "There's this freak..He's got a flamin' cock, and he's chasing me...
trying to buttfuck me!	it's getting worse, he almost caught me." Her eyes
widened in horror.

  "That's...gross." she said, as she rolled over, and out of bed.  The moonlight
shown brightly through the window, outlining her near-perfect breasts, and the
diamond-shaped patch of hair between her creamy thighs.  She walked over to the
end of the bed, and snatched my bathrobe, and then walked out of the room.

  Suddenly, a figure appeared from the back of the room, out of the closet.  He
wore a hood, but I knew who it was...the Grim Reaper, in the flesh.  That's a
bad pun, huh?  He looked at me.  "Mac, you are to die.  Now."

  "What!?" I screamed.  "Fuck you, cocksucker skull-faced son-of-a-bitch!" No
fucking way was I gonna die with a lush redhead for a servant.

  "You had one orgasm too many, Mac." his voice changed tone.  "'sides, dude,
hell needs ya, babe." he threw away his mask, and instead of a skull there, a
black dude was underneath the robe.  "C'mon, there's this dude...think's he's
SATAN, man.  gots a cock of flame to prove it."

  "A WHAT!?!?!?!" I screamed.  "Those are my dreams, dude!"

  "Yeah, man, he's trying to rule the world.  But get this...the guy is GAY!!"

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  We went to hell.  For real.  As we became spirits, we floated down, into the
earth itself.  even though I was a ghost, I could feel the heat, as the song
goes.  man, there ain't no place hotter than hell.  and we wuz here.

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  "It's cool, man.  They can't see us...With the Grim Reaper on your side, we
can do 'most anything we want down here." he and I walked down a heated
stairwell, into oblivion.

  We reached ground floor, and there he was, SATAN.  He was in the center of a
hole, filled with water, as water poured in from all sides.  A lone bong with a
can full of hash and stacks of acid hits sat next to him.  women surrounded him,
trying to get at his cock of flame.  the water touched the cock, and evaporated,
as more water poured in.  he was loving every minute of it, as the girls would
straddle him, and scream, and fizzle into a pile of dust at orgasim.

  "The dude is hot." said Reaper, as we walked on.  Grim stopped, and looked
back.  "Satan thinks we're friends, so i'm gonna get me some pussy, and you go
find his wife."

  "wait, dude, wait.  if he's turned pink, why da fuck he got women???"

  "i dunno, maybe he's bi." said the Reaper, as he left.

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  I crept down the tunnels, and entered a smaller chamber.  shit, it's hot.  I
went into a room.  there was a woman, laying there on the floor.  this is a good
chance to get some prime pussy, i thought, as entered, and smiled.  she looked
up, but instead of fear, she had this craaazy look in her eye.	i moved over,
and slapped her across the face, knocking her to the floor.  she looked up, and
smiled.  "Shit.  the bitch is crazy." i said aloud, and ripped the top of her
dress.	her breasts almost fell all over, as i began tearing at the bottom of
her dress.  no panties, this would be easy.  i whipped my robe off, and my cock
told me exactly what to do.

  i kissed her, our tongues twisting, as i moved on top of her.  she rubbed her
breasts, moaning softly, enjoying it.  i began to kiss her neck, as she moaned
more.  i hadn't even entered her yet!  i moved down, and kissed her tits, and
the ever-so-shallow space between them.  she moaned.  "oh, do it."

  i went in for the kill.  my cock entered her, and it was a tight fit.  but i
knew i wouldn't ache in the morning, but this chick would wander around hades
bow-legged for all eternity.  i rammed her, as her cries of estacy turned to a
cry of surprise and pain!  "ah!  ouch!" she said, as i was almost jumping up on
her, she screamed with delight.  she bled, dude, all over me.  it was beginning
to piss me off.  too quick of a fuck.  i was tempted to slap her, when i heard
those words...

	"GET THE FUCK OFF MY WIFE, FOOL!!!!"

It was	PSYCOE, SATAN, HE WHO HAS THE FLAMING COCK.

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  Psycoe stood there, eyeing me, like some faggot.  "I'm going to kill you." he
said, as he jumped towards me.

  "Get the fuck away, pretty boy!!" i said, as i jumped away, leaving him in the
dust.  i kicked him, and i thought it wouldn't do any good, with him being satan
and all, but it did better!!  I heard a rib crack!  He grunted, and I brought my
fist down, hitting him straight on the ear.

  "Shit!!" he said, as he hit the ground.  Another kick from me dislocated his
jaw.  the dude was losing!  i reached forth, and grabbed his cock!  I couldn't
believe I was doing this!  I pulled.

  "IIIIIIIIIII'M GOING TO KILL YOU IF YOU -------" His cock came off, and look
at me, im holding a flaming dick in my hands.  the fire lept forward, burning me
and putting me in some serious pain.

  "FUCK YOU!!  YOU ARE NO MORE!!!" I screamed, as I ran out.  I was the keeper
of the cock of flame now, and I must destroy it...I must.....I
must...............

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  I woke up in a fucking sterile hospital.  A fat-assed nurse was taking my
pulse.	a doctor stood near me.  "3rd degree burns, all kinds of nasty stuff
Mac.  Where were you that you got all this?" he asked.

  I smiled.  I dunno how I got here, but I don't care.  The fag with the cock of
flame won't rule the world now.  But who will take the place of SATAN now?  Who?
Who?

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  Thend.  Nobody fucks with this phile, or I'll KIll yOU LIKE I KILLED SATAN,
and I'll take your dog and force it to eat your wife/girlfriend/daughter!!!!
Got that, fool!!?!?!?!

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Psycoe is dead, long live Mac!

This phile written on 11/2 1985


  Satan, I offer you this phile in acceptance in my place in hades with you and
your lovers.  I give you my sweet 666 and hope that no faggot rules the earth.
Accept me, and know that I belong in your sweet order for all eternity.