The Concert For The Faithful

Outside the Cumslut Arena, as it had been re-named, chaos could be seen. Jason Henderson was playing the last date in his world tour there, and millions of people were outside, trying to get it. But this date had been set since long before Jason became God, and the tickets had sold out within minutes, so the only people who had them were true Jason Henderson fans, his "Hendertons", as they were known. Outside the arena, angelic bouncers controlled the crowds, keeping back those without tickets, and letting in those with them. Several signs were erected, which said "Anyone who attempts to gain entry without a valid ticket, either by faking one, stealing one, or just plain sneaking in, will be damned to an eternity of suffering in Hell. That is the will of our Lord and God, Jason Henderson, blessed be His name."

In his dressing room backstage, Jason was fucking his manager hard on the God-sized bed he'd materialised for himself. They were both moaning, lost in a world of sexual ecstasy.

"Lord Jason," said a roadie, knocking on his door. "It's time for you to go on."

"I'll be right there!" Jason shouted back. He groaned, and allowed himself and his manager to cum hard. He pulled out of her, and shot his jizz over her, before he ended his own orgasm, leaving his manager to her pleasure.

As Jason walked out of his soundproofed dressing room, still totally naked, with a raging boner, he heard the crowd.

"JASON! JASON! JASON!" They chanted. Jason smiled.

"Sounds like they want me," Jason said. He snapped his fingers, turning on the arena's PA system.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Said a seductive, female voice over the PA system. "Mostly ladies. Please welcome onto the stage the Fucker of the Hot, the Master of Music, the Punisher of the Haters, the Rewarder of the Hendertons, the Almighty God and Master of the Universe, Lord Jason Henderson!"

Everyone in the audience cheered, as they saw their naked idol walk onto the stage, to the microphone. He raised his hand, and they all stopped, knowing what Jason wanted.

"Hello everyone!" Jason shouted and the crowd cheered. "I hope you're all ready for a night you'll never forget! Outside the stadium tonight there are 10 million people, all of whom want to come in here. But they are not true believers. Most of them just want to come in for the rewards I give to my Hendertons. Even those who are my fans are less blessed than you, as they failed to get tickets before they were sold out.

But to you, my loyal Hendertons, great shall be the rewards. For you, those who have stood by me through thick and thin. For all you parents, who have brought their kids here, you will be rewarded, for in doing so, you have enabled my followers to practice their religion. To the kids who have converted their parents to my worship, great shall be your rewards, for through your actions, I have gained more followers. But enough talk, you all came to hear some music!"

The crowd cheered.

"But if I'm gonna sing for you, I need some special attention," Jason declared. He then pointed at a girl in the front row. "Amelia Walker."

"Me, Lord Jason?" The girl asked.

"Come up on stage," Jason commanded her. The girl didn't need any convincing, but she didn't have to stand up, and she felt herself float out of her seat, and onto the stage, her clothes vanishing as she landed. Jason wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her boobs, and rubbing his dick against her ass.

"14-year-old Amelia has worshipped me ever since I released my first single, back when she was 10," Jason told the crowd. "Every night she masturbates while listening to my music." Jason slipped his fingers into Amelia's vagina. Instantly, the girl orgasmed in Jason's arms.

"Amelia, you're going to be pleasuring me during my concert," Jason told her. "Now how about you suck me off?" Amelia got on her knees before her God, and took his penis into her mouth.

"That's the stuff," Jason moaned. "Now on with the show!"

Jason began the concert with his hit song "He Saw That It Was Good", about his ascent to Godhood. As he reached the climax of the song, he prepared himself for his orgasm.

"And he saw that it was GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!" He groaned, and blasted his cum into Amelia's mouth, as the song came to an end. Amelia swallowed his load, and pulled away. She looked up at her God, awaiting further instructions. The crowd cheered and applauded for several minutes.

"Thank you, thank all of you," Jason said. "And thank you especially to Amelia here for the fantastic blowjob she just gave me. It was so good that I feel another orgasm coming!"

Jason then began to blast out cum from his dick. It fired out with amazing power, flying out into the audience. His fans were standing up and pushing each-other, trying to get some of Jason's holy cum on them.

"Don't worry everyone, there's plenty to go around!" Jason shouted, making sure his cum was shot all over his audience. After a few minutes he stopped. "Behold! One of the many rewards for my followers! Rejoice, for I have found you worthy of my holy spunk!" Everyone cheered.

Jason then got Amelia to stand up, and bend over. Without a second thought, he rammed into her pussy from behind, before beginning his second song of the evening, "Boobiliscious", a song all about Jason's love of boobs.

Hours later, and the concert was over. Jason held Amelia in his arms, the teen girl having had more orgasms than she'd ever thought possible.

"Well, I'm afraid that's it for tonight," his audience was audibly disappointed. "But don't worry, I've got lots of rewards for you. When you all get home, you will find that your houses have been re-decorated, so that they're full to the brim of my merchandise. What's more, every single one of you had guaranteed your place in Heaven when you die, where you can spend eternity fucking and listening to my music!"

"We love you Lord Jason!" Everyone shouted.

"I know you do," Jason said, winking. "I'm off home now, but I need some girls to entertain myself with. Amelia dear, who are you here with tonight?"

"My sisters..." Amelia replied, still a little tongue-tied around her God.

"Ah yes," Jason said, looking to where Amelia had been sat. There was a girl on either side of the now-empty seat. "Becky and Molly Walker. Ages 13 and 16. As loyal to me as your sister. Come up here."

Becky and Molly then floated out of their seats, and landed next to Jason, becoming as naked as their sister.

"These 3 girls will spend the evening with me, enjoying the pleasures that only I can give them," Jason declared. "Play your cards right, and you too might one day get this honour. Farewell!"

Jason snapped his fingers, and he and the 3 girls were instantly laid on his bed in his mansion. The next few hours were ones of non-stop ecstasy, filled with powerful climaxes, and repeated cries of "We love you Lord Jason!". When they were all finally exhausted, the three girls cuddled up to Jason on the bed. He stroked their young bodies, as they fell asleep, singing the lyrics of Jason's song "Orgasmatastic" to themselves, a song about Jason's love of making people orgasm.

Jason waved his hand, causing his TV to turn on to the news.

"And in music news," said the naked and very hot news reporter. "Jason Henderson, blessed be his name, has once again filled every slot of the Top 100 with his records. His new song "Popping My Cherry", about how he lost his virginity, has gone straight to number 1."

"Arnold Fielding," said the equally naked and equally hot second news reporter. "The man who led the blasphemous "Get Jason Henderson Out Of The Charts" campaign, was reported missing earlier today. Minutes later, all his social media accounts were changed to a live feed of Mr Fielding, being tortured constantly, in what most are assuming to be Hell."

"And he saw that it was good," Jason smiled. He turned off the TV, and fell asleep, the 3 girls still cuddled up to him.