As I promised, the house was in total darkness. We drove in and parked to the rear of the house. We went in and agreed we were hungry, so we fixed ourselves a sandwich.He was even sexy when he chewed his sandwich. After finishing up, I showed him our room, then where the bathroom was located. After brushing my teeth, I got into bed. Soon he came in and undressed. I had trouble keeping my...
The new minister arrived in our little country town. At the senior pastor's request, I agreed to remain at the parsonage and make the new minister feel at home, by showing him true southern hospitality. The new minister, whom I will call Reverend Mike. He was single, slender, but very firm and athletic. He eyes met mine with a hint of a smile. When our eyes met, for a brief moment-but it...
It was so quiet in the chapel, this evening. The Saturday evensong service went nicely and smoothly, and as usual, Father Wilkinson was resting in his church, just enjoying the peace of the place, the silence...another day was ending. Resting in his church in the evening was something he always did. Just taking a time of its own, in his church, letting his senses relax, his mood wander, his...
When I was 12 years old my dad, mom, twin-brother Matt and I moved to Great Britain, from Southern California. My dad was assigned to the US Embassy in London. Because my brother and I were beach bums my mom moved the three of us to Newquay and my dad would commute down on the weekends. We lived there until Matt and I turned 18 years old. We both came back to the States to go to...
I would have preferred to have slept in on Saturday morning, but I owed my older brother about $50 and since I didn’t have the cash to repay him, he asked me to drop by the church where he preaches in order to check the baptism pool for leaks before the big day. Tomorrow--apparently the county commissioner’s teenage daughter was going to be baptized before a packed house and my ...
As a senior in college, I was thinking about joining a monastery. I had visited a few already, and had pretty much decided on one upstate, along a really beautiful stretch of river. One weekend, I made arrangements to come up for a visit. Brother James, who was the vocations director, told me he would pick me up at the train station. He was a teddy bear of a guy, in his mid 30's,...
Why does it seem all the cute guys around here spend their Sunday mornings in Sunday School and summer evenings in Vacation Bible School? In the past several years we have been visited by several suburban missionaries, usually during supper or while I am busy washing the car, and although I am always eager to dispute verse with them, I usually am persuaded just to take their brochures...
Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Preacher’s Son By Nathan Harvey Bobby Adams and I had been friends ever since our...
"Another day of confessions," I half-heartedly said to myself as I positioned myself into the confessional booth. Don't get me wrong. I loved being a priest. Why else would I have spent the hours of study that it took me to make it into the priesthood? Confessional, however, has just always seemed to be a monotonous day. "No use complaining," I mumbled to myself as the first person of...
Leather guys in Christ. Yes, believers who wear unbelievable clothes, the kind of stuff that is a turn-on for the wearer and the looker. On your knees to pray and on your knees to suck cock, what's the dif? Hard to say, because a giant erection comes with each way of being. But why? Don't ask. Believers don't ask. They quiver, they might be in tears, but they are hard and feeling...
I used to sit in the front row of church and watch the new priest give his sermon. He was absolutely striking. I had to turn away several times after mass so he would not shake my hand because I would be weak in the knees. The one time he was so close to me that I could feel his breath on my face. Father F. was written on his jacket. The one he put on after church. Well one day I...
I didn't expect to see Jamie walk into noonday Mass being held in the small chapel of St. Vincent R.C. Church. When I go to Mass I expect to get away from my other life. I try to use the Mass, every part of it to pry me loose from my carnal needs and faulty relationships. But there he was and I had been asked to read the Scripture for the day and lead the responsorial Psalm. I felt...
Because of the presumed delicacy of the subject of sex in the life of religious and out of respect for those who do not believe as I do, I open my story with some ideas: A baby's first breath and a guy's first cum flung into space, into the kid's big-eyed surprise, all these come from the creator's hand. God oversees. God oversees. Just as the first breath can't have been foreseen ...
I met Father John a long time ago, in fact we worked together. He was young and deciding to go into the monastery. When he finally did I was surprised as he had attended a party and asked if he could come home with me to talk about his newfound vocation. As soon as we arrived at the apartment, he suddenly grabbed and held my backside to his front side. I felt some movement in his...
It was an unusually gray day for Rome, the rain was coming down in buckets as they say in America. Samuel Johnson and his Ward, Joshua had been in Rome just last year on a pleasure trip. Today they were just finishing their glasses of wine in a charming little ‘Restaurant’ on the Via Salaria. It was just a few steps from their hotel, The La Pergola. Unfortunately this trip to Rome...
The nine adolescent creatures, and their patient adult keepers trudged up the white stairs to the Temple. Our weekend excursion almost was over. I cut left to the rest room. At the middle urinal, I was poised for furtive glances to the right and the left. Only one reality: this was neither the time nor the place for anything. Nevertheless, I remembered my former lover's line: "I...
My daddy had been a Baptist preacher for many years. He was sixty-five and still preaching fire and brimstone in the pulpit. He was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde in his personality. At church he was the forthright preacher and at home he was a different man. Every Sunday he would dress to the teeth in his Sunday clothes. He was extremely handsome and he knew it. His white hair...
The school I attended, from kindergarten to high school was a very strict Jesuit's school. In addition to the academic part, which was very hard and taught in a traditional way, that is, following the old advice: "The letters enter through blood", - which didn't mean transfusion, but spanking, belting and other physical punishment - my school was famous for the rigorous ...
This happened about eighteen years ago. I was working at the time as a chaplain in a large metropolitan hospital. I was married and had been for a number of years. I had always been attracted to men, but had never done anything further than some mutual jack offs with guys in high school. The first afternoon that I entered the ICU, I met Bill. He was of medium height, beard,...
Sons of a Preacher Man, Part II By Creativecat@hotmail.com Part 2 Jeff couldn't believe how hard he was and how eager he was to feel Scott's hot tongue all over him. Scott parted Jeff's muscular thighs wide apart and began licking out his asshole. Jeff started moaning loudly and with frantic desire for Scott. "Oh, fuck me, I need to feel you up my ass. Eat...
Sons of a Preacher Man, Part III Part 3 Jeff's tongue started working on those low hanging hairy nuts and began to stick his tongue up his man cunt. How he loved to suck out a man's asshole. There was a warm, sweet taste to his asshole which made it even more tantalizing. Hugh's cock went completely rigid like a steel rod when Jeff's tongue started eagerly...
Sons of a Preacher Man, Part I By Creativecat@hotmail.com Jeff's business was thriving a couple of years later. He was thrilled with the way things were going - although the business he had bought was established, it needed some finesse and polish to expand. And expand it did - his computer services company managed to quadruple in size in this period. Plus he...
My village is small and pretty, with an old church where I was a choir boy. The vicar had died 4 months ago and we were waiting for the new vicar. He was going to arrive on that Saturday afternoon. All the village went to the train station to receive him. The train arrived at 3:47, as usual, and he step out. He was tall, handsome and young. He was alone since he was a bachelor. ...
David was a six footer and built like adonis. As he went through the doors of the Monastery , he knew something was good about this place. He was going to the father superior. Upon entrance he heard grunt's and groaning "What's that noise " he asked brother Peter "Oh just some brother's having a good workout", was the reply He entered the father superior's office and was...
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