By Hecate (hecate@newsguy.com)

It was February 14^th, and another hot, dry day in Valentine, Texas.  The town, as always, looked good, it's streets well cared for and the shops bright and shiny.  The main street hadn't been WalMart-ed, though there was one fairly close, and had none of the run-down look of other small towns with the predator close by.  Valentine folk loved their town, everyone knew each other and there was a real sense of community.  They were all brought together by what they thought of as their Town's day, and this February 14^th was no different to any other.

Valentine held a big celebration every year, just for the townsfolk.  Indeed, the roads leading into Valentine bore the sign "Welcome to Valentine, Love Capital of Texas" though, today being their day, cardboard signs underneath now read "Closed for Valentine's Day Celebration".  No one was allowed into the Town on their day. The Sheriff's men made sure of that.  Sheriff Nat Scape had a car with Deputy parked at each end of the road at the town boundary - they didn't want any outsiders today.  The rest of the year they were happy for tourists to come, indeed many survived on the income, but Valentine's Day was special. Down on Main Street all was a-bustle, people flitting in and out of all the shops, buying presents and cards, and chatting cheerfully to another. 

All the shops were decorated with hearts and little cherubs (but they usually were anyway) and the street was full of decorations, with ribbons and an, as yet, dimmed-out light show, and the usual streamers stretched across the street between buildings.

In Screech's Shoe Store, Daniel Lupercalia was still hard at work.  He knew he was the St Valentine for this year, and was eager to get everything done, as he would be leaving at lunchtime to be prepared for the ceremony in the Town Square.  Everyone who came in was giving him admiring glances, especially the women, and he basked in the glow of the frankly admiring stares.

Nat Scape turned up, bang on 12 O'clock, to take him up to the Mayor's House.

"Hi, Danny. Y'ready?"

"Sure am, Nat," said Daniel, with a ready grin.  "Been looking forward to this since I was elected last December.  It's always an honour to be the Town's St. Valentine."

They got in the Sheriff's car, and drove up to Mayor Gates house.  Pearl was an atypical Mayor.  She did nothing, and she did it very well and the Town had prospered by it.  Consequently, she was constantly re-elected.  Plus, of course she was the best organizer of Valentine's Day the town had ever found.

"Hi, Danny," said Pearl, who was a petite 5'7" blonde weighing 117 pounds and typical of Texas women.  She smiled, and took his hand, leading him into the back room were he would be prepared for the ceremony.

"Y'all just relax, take your clothes off, and lie on the bench.  The girls'll be in fore you know it," she grinned.  Nat and Pearl left, leaving Daniel on his own.

The room was warm and comfortable.  The bench was wooden with a thickly padded leather top, turning slightly up at one end to support his head.  He undressed eagerly, wondering who the girls would be this year.  You never knew till they appeared, so he lay down and relaxed, waiting in anticipation.

Back in the Town the Square was being laid out for the ceremonies, the centrepiece, where Mayor Gates would lead the celebrations was already there, but there was much bunting to be put up, and the ground to be cleared and prepared.  There was, as usual something of a hurry.  It all had to be ready for Seven in the evening and it was already One O'clock.  Also as usual people panicked about the time left - it was the same every year - and every year it was all ready on time.  But all felt the community spirit and it was their day.

The door opened, gently, with a whispering sound, and two girls entered. He recognized them immediately, the seventeen-year-old Dulle twins, Harriet and Henrietta.  They were pretty, but not overly endowed in the brains department.  They tended to giggle a lot, but were mightily endowed in other ways, though, and Daniel was pleased to see it was them.  They were both wearing the same, almost see-through, shift dresses and, standing in the doorway with the light behind them, Daniel could see they weren't wearing anything underneath.  They both stood and looked at his naked body for a minute, before removing their dresses and walking toward him.

It was now Two o'clock, and the preparations were further on.  The bunting was now all up, and the Square cleared apart from the centrepiece.  This was a platform containing a large oak table, a single chair, and a standing mike.  The platform was decorated with roses (yellow, of course, this was Texas) and padded hearts. It was draped all over with pink cloth embroidered with a cherub motif.

As the girls came to him, they both picked up bottles of oil off the nearby shelf.  Daniel felt his penis twitch in eagerness as he contemplated the next three hours.

The girls poured a little oil into their hands and began rubbing it into his body.  He felt their hands as Henrietta began at his feet, softly rubbing the oil into each toe, while Harriet gently rubbed oil into his fingers, circling each one separately with her hand, caressing his finger in an up and down motion.  The lascivious smiles on their faces, and the stroking of their hands produced a further reaction in Daniel, his penis rising gently and beginning to tingle, just at the tip.  Not a word was spoken as first; both his arms, and his legs up to his thighs were covered in the sweet smelling oil.  The girls were taking their time and the tension inside Daniel's body was rising.  He knew he had three hours, but time seemed to be passing so quickly, and yet so slowly, as Harriet began rubbing the oil into his chest, and Henrietta moved to his upper thighs.  Eventually their fingers almost met, Harriet stopping at the top of his groin, Henrietta stopping at the top of his thighs, without touching his now rock hard erection.  They bade him to turn over, again, without speaking, and, with Harriet again starting at the top, and Henrietta at his feet, began the same procedure.  This time, when they met at his buttocks, they both began caressing him, oiling each cheek and squeezing it, moulding them and pulling them apart, even dipping between to make light feathery touches on his balls.  Daniel, by now, was panting heavily and felt that many more touches would cause him to explode all over the leather top of the bench.  Dimly, at the back of his mind, Daniel heard the Town Clock strike three.

The Town Square was now heavily decorated.  The Square had been covered with what looked like thick foam, the dimpled sort found in fragile packaging, but layered much thicker, and people were walking on it in their bare feet as they strove to complete the preparations.

The girls spoke for the first time. "OK, Danny boy," they husked in unison, "turn over!"

Daniel turned over and they both giggled as they saw how hard he had become.  This was nothing new, they always giggled. If Daniel hadn't known them, he might have been offended, but he just grinned with them.   They both put some more oil on their hands and, while Henrietta began caressing his balls, Harriet began sliding an oil-laden hand up and down his shaft. After a few minutes of this, Daniel was ready to come.  They obviously realized this and stopped.

"What?!" said Daniel.  But they both just smiled and licked their lips, before Harriet took hold of him again and sunk him deep into her mouth.  At the same time, Henrietta took his balls into her mouth and slid a slim, oil-covered finger into his anus.  He came almost immediately, filling Harriet's mouth with his hot, spurting penis.  As he gradually subsided, Harriet released him, his sperm-laden ejaculate dripping down the side of her ruby-red mouth.  Then Henrietta took over.  Normally, Daniel would have wanted a short rest.  Sometimes it was almost painful if his penis was touched immediately after he'd come.  But, this time, he was so excited he almost immediate began to harden again.

Harriet said "Let's make it more interesting this time," in a dark, smoky voice.  She straddled his body, moving up to his head, and pulled her pussy lips apart.  He saw she was very wet, her clitoris protruding and he swore he could see it throbbing.  "Well, would you like to lick some pussy?" She said, giggling.

Daniel stared up at her, a slow grin spreading across his face.  "Sure do," he said.

At the same time as he could feel his penis throbbing from the licking and sucking that Henrietta was engaged in, Harriet lowered her wet pussy onto his mouth.  He opened his mouth wide to cover as much of her as possible, his tongue first flicking at her clitoris, then entering her vagina in short in and out movements.  He could feel her wetness increasing and started to work his tongue harder and harder, whilst he brought his hands up to encase and squeeze her buttocks.  At the same time, he felt himself getting closer and closer to coming, as Henrietta tongued the top and sides of his penis.

She began to lick round the head and he thought he was going to come immediately, but he steeled himself to hold back as he was determined that Harriet would come first.  He pulled Harriet's clitoris between his lips, gently nibbling on her clitoris and alternately sucking and licking it.  He felt Harriet begin to come and only then did he let himself go, as Harriet came he shot another load of juice into Henrietta's mouth.  Harriet screamed and came two or three times before Daniel stopped licking her.  Just then, he thought he heard the Town Clock strike four.  He had one hour of this left.

The Town Square was almost ready now.  People were beginning to set up the stalls round the edge, as virtually all the decoration was done.  People were bringing various items for the stalls and then going home to dress for the occasion.  One or two people couldn't wait and were already sitting down on the foam, trying to get the best views.  There was a sense of real excitement in the Square now, rather than the earlier panic.

After resting for a minute or two, Harriet had moved back down Daniel's body, smearing him with her juices as she went.  Henrietta, on the other hand was on the way up.  He felt Harriet's hands on his penis as she stroked him and he began to harden.  She began to suck his penis as Henrietta placed herself above his head.  He needed no invitation this time and, as Henrietta turned to face her twin, he pulled her at her buttocks to bring her pussy down to his mouth.  Harriet, meantime, had got him hard again.  As soon as she had, she climbed onto the bench and lowered herself onto him.  He felt as if he was in heaven as first one wet, warm, throbbing pussy engulfed his mouth and then the other swallowed up his penis.  Harriet began lifting herself up and down on him, slowly and gently, while his tongue a lapped at Henrietta's syrupy pussy.  For what seemed like ages, and was in fact almost half an hour he three stayed locked together via Daniel, the two girls staring at each with hunger in their eyes.  Then Harriet gradually began to move faster and Daniel, taking her cue began to increase the speed and pressure of his tongue and mouth.  The three began to breath more heavily and soon Daniel was lifting his hips more and more frantically, in time with Harriet, while Henrietta was pressing down harder on Daniel's mouth.  Suddenly, they all came, Daniel shooting yet more juice, high into Harriet's vagina, whilst at the same time receiving a flood of wetness from Henrietta.  Daniel thought he would black out as he came, stars appearing before his eyes.  As Harriet and Henrietta pulled themselves off his prostrate body, he heard the clock again, Five this time.

In the Town Square, more and more people were gathering.  Some had brought wine, some beer, and most were dressed in very light, flimsy clothing.  The heat made this a sensible thing to do, but light clothing was also sensible due to the coming festivities.  A few of the stalls had light snacks on them, and almost everyone was helping themselves.

After ten minutes or so's rest, the girls took Daniel to the en suite bathroom and ran him a bath.

They bathed him and pampered him, ensuring he was ready and relaxed.  After about an hour, he felt more relaxed than he'd ever been in his life.  The girl's then painted his body, as required, with pink body paint and with a bright red heart directly over his.  It was now after Six and he was due at the Town Square in about 40 minutes.  He tried teasing the girl's, but they said his time was up and anyway, it would mess up the body paint, they giggled.

Nat Scape arrived at a quarter to seven to escort him to the Square.  By now, Daniel was quite nervous, but the Sheriff assured him everything would be all right. Daniel got in the back and found the Town Doctor, Eugene Mallard, waiting for him.

"I need to give a couple of shots," he said, looking serious. 

Daniel had wondered in the years before why..oh well it didn't matter he thought.  The couple of shots turned into four, one in his buttocks, one in shoulder, one in his neck, and, to his amazement (mainly because it didn't hurt) one directly into his penis.

People started cheering as they saw him get out of the car.  Daniel was amazed to find that his body, with the exception of his penis had lost all feeling.  His penis, on the other hand, was standing the tallest, the hardest and the biggest he had ever seen.

He marched up the stairs onto the low platform.  As he lay on the table he saw the whole Town staring at him as they whooped and whistled and screamed his name.  On the platform, Mayor Gates stood just behind his prostrate body.  Daniel had by now realized that not only had the feeling gone from his body, except for his penis, but that his penis seemed to be the thing he could move. The two girls had come in a second car, and Harriet and Henrietta moved either side of him.

Mayor Gates announced that the ceremony would begin and the two girls began stroking his penis.  As they did so, the townsfolk began removing their clothes for the orgy that was to follow; some of them picking vibrators and other sex toys from the stalls that had been set up.

Harriet and Henrietta both began lick and suck his penis and he could feel the juices begin to rise in his hard stem.  Whatever was in that injection, he thought, had increased the sensitivity of his penis ten-fold.  He had almost begun to come as soon as the girls had started touching him.  Without warning he felt the dam break, felt as though his whole self was exiting through his penis.  As the first jets of come sprayed into the open air, the Mayor plunged her ritual knife directly into his chest, opening it and then ripping the bleeding heart from his body, shouting "Let it begin!".  The last thing Daniel saw was the Dulle twins, giggling.

In Valentine, they had a new Saint every year.

Author's Notes

1.  There were two Roman martyrs; both named St. Valentine.  No records of their lives or deaths are known.

2.  Lupercalia is a Roman festival, appropriated, along with other Pagan festivals, by the Christian Church.  In this case, they just used the date, ignoring the festival itself.