Ever since I was elevated into the position of High Priest/Pontifex and Leader of The Temple, men have been writing to me asking what they must do to affirm their devotion and commitment to Cock our Lord and Master. There has never been an official “Statement of Affirmation to Cock our God” that could be shared with individuals that may be on the internet or in locations where a Temple is not available. Since the website is our virtual Temple at this time, it only seemed fitting that a “Statement of Affirmation to Cock our God” be written. With the help of Brother Richard, that is now completed. You can find it here.
To all who visit the website wanting to affirm their belief in Cock as God — and who want to dedicate themselves to serving Him, and to The Temple of Priapus — I invite you to make that affirmation now. You can find the “Statement of Affirmation to Cock our God” here. When you are ready, or if you have made this commitment and have taken this step, I would ask that you write to me and share with me that you have taken this great and marvelous leap! Welcome to The Temple of Priapus and all that Our God has in store for you!
We come together to worship Cock, our Lord and Savior. As I look down and gaze upon the swollen shaft, I give thanks for you, my fellow Priests and Brothers that have come here today searching for pleasure, peace, and release from our daily lives. Join with me as I hold onto the Rod that is God and pray with me…
Cock our God – be with us this day as we come to stroke and honor you. May we find pleasure in you as you swell in the palm of our hand. As we gaze upon you, let us see you in all of your beauty, glory, and majesty. No matter the size that you are, we know that you have chosen us for your divine purpose – and we carry you with pride! We thank you for making us men and for making us your carriers. NEMA!
This is quite a day in the virtual Temple that is ours. Every day we are growing in number. Every day we seek to honor our Lord – and we know that it is here that we can find Brothers of like-minded spirit that come here for the same purpose. I rejoice that you have found your way here and I hope you will come back often.
It is our goal and our mission that we may someday, once again, provide an actual home for the Temple – an actual Temple built as a structure of wood, brick, and mortar. A place where we can all literally cum together to fill the chalice and share in the glory of the seed of Cock our Lord. It will be a place where masturbation will be celebrated, where sodomy will be embraced and men can join together in the Brotherhood – and just BE MEN with one another!
Until that time, however, this is what we have – and we must celebrate as we can!
I am working with the Priests and the Brothers of the Temple to create a “retreat” for us to join physically together. As plans come together, I will be releasing that information to all of you. I am extremely excited about the desires that I have seen here and in my discussions with a number of you. I look forward to more of that! I promise there will be more! We have only just begun!!
For now, let us focus on God…
Let us place some of our favorite lube in the palm of our hand and reach out to Cock our creator. Join me Brothers as I stroke my holy Phallus. Feel Him swell. Slowly stroke the shaft that has risen up. Feel your lust for Cock as he begins to enjoy the pleasure you are bringing to Him. Close your eyes – give thanks – know He is with you. Know He is with you 24 hours a day – 7 days a week. God will never leave you or forsake you! Feel the glory of God as you hold Him in your hand. Say out loud “Hail Cock of God. Hail Holy Phallus. Hail Penis MY Lord” repeat this several times and know that Cock is God. Feel the warmth of His skin; notice that a bit of pre-cum may be forming. Taste the nectar of God – know this is what God tastes like. Know you are becoming One with God! Continue to stroke Him – let nothing else enter your mind at this time. He is your Lord – focus only on Him! Stroke Him! Feel His power and His glory! Slowly continue to masturbate the Creator! Stroke up and down the entire Rod! Moan and let your moans be heard for this is music to God’s ears – far greater than any choir or symphonies are the moans of men as they find pleasure in God our Cock! He alone is the only one that can give this kind of pleasure and release!! HAIL COCK!!! HAIL COCK OUR GOD!!! FILL US WITH PLEASURE AND KNOWLEDGE OF YOU, OUR MASTER!!! TAKE CONTROL OF OUR MINDS AND MAY OUR LUST GROW FOREVER STRONGER!!! Continue to stroke your God!
God of Life! God of Purpose! We Love you! We Honor you! We rejoice in this day that you have given to us!!! As we stroke you, we know that we shall soon release the seed that is your DIVINE GIFT to us!
Stoke Him, my Brothers!!! FEEL HIM AS HE NEARS CLIMAX!! KNOW THIS IS GOD!!! THIS IS GOD WORKING THROUGH YOU SO THAT YOU MAY KNOW HIM BETTER!!! Be prepared to receive the seed! Be prepared to consume the seed! Be prepared to become ONE WITH GOD!!! Stroke faster and with intent!!!
RELEASE AND KNOW THIS IS THE CUMMING OF GOD!!!! CRY OUT TO THE HEAVENS AND LET ALL KNOW THAT GOD HAS CUM FOR YOU!!!
Cock of God!!! We love and honor you and give thanks for the gifts you give us on a regular basis! Let us go forth-stronger men because of what we have just experienced! Knowing that what we have just done is worthy of praise honor and glory to God! You have chosen us to receive this gift! What a blessed group of men that we are!!! – Let us consume the seed that has been given to us!!!
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Erotic fiction and metaphors on some of the practices and beliefs of our Brotherhood
Our Hero’s mystic and sexual journey into the mysteries of the Lord Phallus, His new, chosen God, continues. In this, the fourth part in the series, an important conversation takes place. He is told he must travel to the vast wilderness to meet “The Beast,” a fragment of His spiritual whole, if He is to find authentic liberation and fulfillment of His nascent, truest sexual Self. For the first part, please click here. For the second, please click here. For the third, please click here.
My Teacher, my Guide, had taken me in His arms and revealed, once again, the Radiant Brow of the Divine Masculine. As I was fed the Spiritual Seed and Essence of the Father and Son of Man, I began to realize the common bond that links all Men together as Children of God, as fractals of God Himself. My heart opened to this understanding as the Lord sodomized my mouth both physically and spiritually. For an instant, illusory separation was dispelled, and I was both the Master and the Disciple. Memories of Men who have savored His Lust paraded in my mind’s eye. I was both the virile, robust Knight and his faithful Squire, one out of several farm and stableboys so very well acquainted with the musk behind his mail chausses. I was both the Head of the Scribes, a scholarly Monk going through a faith crisis after the discovery of an obscene, heretical Latin text, and the generous, middle-aged, fatherly Abbot who so graciously comforted Him with the robust Body of God both at dusk, and at dawn.
Every single Man experiencing and expressing His Many Lusts…
I was them all, for all Men are one in Him.
Following Holy Cummunion imparted by my Mentor, I seemed to feel stronger; it was as if a surge of invigorating vitality had been set into motion within me. I could swear my Penis felt and looked heavier, thicker. I looked at my Tool with a mixture of surprise and admiration, and, much to my amazement, He immediately responded by becoming engorged, sporting, in a couple seconds, a glorious, arrogant erection.
“And so much more is yet to come,” said a voice I recognized in an instant.
I turned to face Alexandros who grinned wickedly at the sight of my Boner. Before I knew what happened, He had knelt before Me and began to suck my Cock, giving me the most amazing oral service I had ever received in my entire life. I went wild with pleasure as He devoured my Dick and made love to Him. Enraptured, my knees went weak, my legs quivered and my very Soul moaned in ecstasy.
“Hold to Your Seed, my Child. Save your Strength.” He paused and added, “You will need your full Potency and Zeal if your Education is to continue today.”
“In case You wondered,” He said while fondling my turgid, drooling Cock, “Your Penis did grow. It wasn’t just your Dick, Your body, mind and soul have all changed somewhat. It is not my doing, though; You willed it to happen. I just gave You back a tiny portion of Your Power because you desired so.” I stared at Him in confusion; I did not seem to be able to follow Him.
“Look around You, Child. Earlier you seemed slightly disappointed the House of God seemed quite empty. You must awaken to the fact that whatever is displayed before Your eyes is actually your own creation.”
What did He mean I created this? How could that be? Was this all not the work of God?
“Yes, it is. Therefore, it is also Yourcreation,” He replied as if reading my mind, “Everything is in God. You are a fractal, an aspect of the Divine, thus, You too are God Itself, Himself, Herself, Themselves, Ourselves, Yourself, Yourselves, Myself. You are not a victim of circumstances; You are actively creating this reality.”
I knew I had heard these insights before, but I could still neither believe nor fathom them.
“It is quite a beautiful One,” He said as He appraised the Temple and smiled at the colored light filtered through the windows, the masonry. “That is my opinion. Nostalgic, simple, vast, organic, ancient, subtle, mystical, faerie-like. This Temple is different for every Man who lusts. I have seen countless renditions of this Temple. Many resemble each other, yet they are all unique. I like Yours a lot,” He said, beaming at Me.
“If this is, at least in part, my creation, why was I let down? How come I do not recognize it?”
“Some the greatest artists are never entirely satisfied with their craft. On the other hand, because of the fragmentation Humans chose to experience, the conscious mind has a hard time keeping up with everything You fear, long, value and disregard.” Placing His firm hand on my back He invited Me to look again.
“This Temple, Your Temple, exists in a fluid reality that is not as dense as the One Your conscious mind is anchored in. It will take a shape defined by the sum of Your desires. But that is not all,” He emphasized while looking at me in the eye, “The Divinity will show You the visage You desire and are ready to see. I will be, for You, anything You want Me to be.”
I looked at Him with puzzlement and awe, unsure of what to say, unsure of what I felt.
“Your Heart longs for liberation. You cannot evolve until you break the chains constraining the Animal Lust you secretly want to express and indulge.” He added:
“I shall send You to Him.”
“To whom?” I inquired.
“To the Beast!” He exclaimed solemnly.
I seemed to hesitate and flinch. He laughed out loud.
“Are you scared?” He asked mischievously. He locked eyes with Me. I tried to shy away from His gaze and found I could not. “Do You too fear Your Reflection in the Mirror?”
“Decades of indoctrination and fear-mongering are not easily removed. Your parents, teachers and ministers taught You to fear Him. At this moment, however, you begin to realize there is something they did not tell You: the Beast is but an aspect of Yourself. Even though You are afraid of Him, You are also drawn to Him. I wonder what face He will show to You. At dusk, You will find out.”
“What if,” I stuttered, “what if I decide not to meet Him?”
“You will stop making progress and achieve a partial capstone on this, your current path,” He explained softly, “You will retrace your steps back to your ordinary, sedentary, monotonous and repetitive life. From time to time you will wonder what lies ahead, and you will wish you had been brave enough to follow your Heart. Your cravings will not cease, though. You will continue to entertain Yourself with mundane pleasures, albeit lesser ones.”
“My Boy,” He continued as if anticipating my thoughts, my feelings, “I am not trying to seduce You, to turn you to the ‘Dark Side of the Force.’ You Yourself already did. You gave Your consent the very moment You bent the knee before Me. You wept in bliss like child as I fed You what You ached to receive; Your Soul cried with glee, as my Sons, Your Brothers, filled Your Chalice and as You filled Theirs once and again. Have you already forgotten? I am a Voice from Your Inner Self taking You back to a state of awareness you hid away within Yourself out of fear. There is no turning back. My Fiery Seed ignited the Fire of His Lust Within You. You shall dominate this Fire or be consumed by it; quenching it is no longer an option. You already are a Slave to this Lust. You will either succumb to It, master It, or transcend It through Integration. Those are the cards You have laid before You.”
Deep inside I knew He was right.
“Will I see You again?” I asked.
“Sooner than You think,” He replied.
As much as I loved Him, I knew I did not want to stagnate and spend an eternity in my current state. I desired much more. I was not stepping back.
He blessed me again—that His Holy Seed could nourish Me on my quest—and, without looking back, I left the Tower of Man, and ventured into the Forest of Alluring Darkness.
Roasted chestnut. Allspice. Aged cheese. Moist soil. Rock salt. Ale.
The scent would either take me to the Beast or bring the Beast to Me.
We are all here because of a fundamental belief that Cock is God.
Each of us in the Temple Brotherhood share a manifestation of that God, our Penises . We all have perhaps the closest and most personal relationship possible for a man, our relationship with our Cock. From the time that we are babies we are aware of our Penis. As we grow older each of us begin to discover, in our own way and time what our Cock means to us. Our friend, our comfort, our pride, our lover. As we reach adolescence the energy that is masculinity begins to enter our daily lives, often coming in overwhelming waves. Almost unimaginable and uncontrollable urges begin to dominate our thoughts. Erections any time and in any place. Do you remember Brothers? Thus we discover masturbation. Those exciting words, beating your meat, pounding your pud, jacking off and so many more. What were yours? Does saying them now still make you excited? This is the time we learn what pleases us, what gives us the most pleasure, how we masturbate. Often here is where our personal relationship with our Cock freezes. We know how to bring pleasure to ourselves through our Penises, we masturbate in our favorite ways and each time we do so we strengthen our bond with God. Right? Yes, but are we really communicating with God? Are we asking what God wants?
Do you want to listen to God Brothers?
We can hear God Cock speaking to us when we take time to listen. We listen through touch. There exists in each of us an infinite loop of feedback between our Cocks and our Spiritual Mind. Our Spiritual Mind transcends mere pleasure and will take us to another realm of enlightened existence. Some Men plug into this loop through Gooning, the continuous stimulation of their Cocks until they are riding an edge of pleasure that is completely overwhelming. Gooning short circuits the infinite loop and all control is lost in the fireworks and explosions of pleasure. This is a wonderful experience and a gift from God but is it listening to God? Is it hearing him?
If you want to listen to God start by putting aside the notion of pleasuring yourself. Instead think about making a connection with God through your Cock. Be calm, be quiet. Find a space with no distractions. Be warm, be comfortable. Use a Cockring or bind your Cock in a way that will engorge it with blood and will make it sensitive to your touch. Anoint your throbbing Penis with fragrant oil. Clear your mind and say a prayer to God.
“I humbly pray to you my creator, my God, I pray for your guidance, I pray for your instruction, I pray that you will show me the way to your heart and I pray that you will lead me to your infinite love.”
Now begin to listen. Gently, slowly caress just one tiny part of your Penis with the tip of your finger. What do you feel? What does your Cock say? More? Less? Where does your finger connect with your mind through your Cock? What is that tiny pleasure that you feel. Can you trace that pleasure through your body? What path does it take? How does that tiny pleasure manifest itself in your brain? Can you prolong it, sink into it, feel it expand in your mind? Once you have fully explored all of these thoughts and feelings move your finger to another part of your Cock and listen to what it says to you again. Thus my dear Brother you have begun to listen to God. Listen on a personal and intimate level, just you and God. He is speaking with you, he is giving you his love in a way that no one else but you and he can know . God is whispering to you and you alone. Do this often and what you hear from him will astonish and fulfill your spiritual needs.
There are many ways to honor and worship God. Every Brother has the right to worship in the way that will bring himself close to God. Every Brother and his Cock is an earthly manifestation of God, his body is truly a Temple and there is no right or wrong way to worship. First do no harm to yourself. Second do no harm to others. Within those simple yet profound parameters we find joy and fulfillment through the love and gifts of our almighty God Cock.
“Take heed lest thou art caught. If I do seize thee, nor with my club will I belabour thee, nor cruel wounds with the curved sickle will inflict on thee. Thrust into by my twelve-inch pole, thou shalt be so stretched that thou wilt think thy anus never had any wrinkles.”
— Epigram 10 The Priapeia with thanks to Brother Antonio
Guide me Lord Cock Guide this spirit in service Keep my mouth warm and wet Soften my muscles to take You in Live the blessed rhythm Lead me in sacred lust And may we all meet in the realms of pleasure.