Date: Tue, 08 Sep 2020 01:26:38 +0000
From: ScarletWolf
Subject: Matty's Dad 3
This story contains graphic depictions of various sexual acts between males
under and over the age of 18.
It is entirely fabricated from the perverse mind of the author and none of
the characters are meant to resemble any real person, alive or dead. Any
resemblance is entirely coincidental.
This story is purely for the perusal and enjoyment of the reader and the
author in no way condones the abuse of minors or anyone for that matter, in
other words, keep your dirty little hands to yourselves ;P
Anyway enough rambling...Enjoy.
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Chapter 3
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Since Mom had chores for me I figured I'd just throw on some sweats and a
t-shirt, Mom wanted me to both vacuum & dust the whole house before my
Aunt, Uncle and cousins arrived, they were coming to spend new years with
us and were arriving today so Mom wanted the whole house spotless. She also
wanted me to put fresh sheets and blankets on the beds in the spare
bedrooms for them, I still didn't know why I needed a list just for those
but that's my Mom I guess.
Since our house was quite large it took a while before everything was done
and I was exhausted, Aunt Grace and her family arrived not long after we
were all done. We all greeted one another and I was forced to help them put
their luggage in their rooms, my father broke open a bottle of wine since
it was the holidays and both my parents were known for being excellent
hosts.
As we sat in the living room and chatted, I noticed that my cousin Sophie
would sneak glances at me, she would quickly turn away when I looked back
at her, I just chalked it up to her not having seen me in a while, I mean
surely she wouldn't fancy me. She had grown up very cute for a 12-year-old
but I knew at that point I wasn't interested in girls. I mean after all the
hot-steamy homosexual sex I had the night before, I knew for a fact that I
was gay.
As the adults chatted and us kids listened, I started daydreaming and
wondered would it be like if Sophie could watch Andrew's dad fuck me, I
wondered if it would turn her on or off, I even wondered what it would be
like if she and I both got down on our knees doggie-style and I let Mike
fuck me and she let Matty fuck her at the same time. Then, as we were both
getting fucked, we could tell each other how damn good it felt. I shook
that thought from my head, after all, Sophie was only 12.
That night at the dinner table all I could think about was Mike and how
much I wished I was with him. I thought about taking off my clothes and
letting him check my out my naked body letting him kiss me. Then I thought
about wanting to confide in someone about being gay. But again, I just had
no idea who in the hell to trust.
After what seemed like an eternity, the following morning finally arrived,
when I got out of bed, my butthole felt a thousand times better and the
soreness was practically gone. I had a shower and got dressed and went
downstairs to the kitchen. We all ate breakfast together and Mom decided to
take Aunt Grace and Sophie out shopping while the men stayed home, I felt
out of place being the youngest and barely had a chance to join in the
conversation. I so wanted to go meet Mike but one of his old buddies turned
up unexpectedly after a bust-up with his wife, so there was no chance of
meeting until new years, which was awful.
For the rest of the morning, I sat alone in my room and just played
videogames and thought about just who I would like to confide in. Then a
sudden thought came to me. Why not tell a priest? A priest would be ideal,
they are sworn to secrecy, after all, they have most certainly heard far
worse confessions. Perhaps they could be closeted too and would therefore
understand what I was going through, plus they wouldn't be someone I would
have to see every day. It seemed like almost a no-brainer to me.
The perfect person came to mind, Father Atkinson. I'd known him from
several years back at the Catholic Youth Organization my parents made me
attend and found him to be a really easy going guy who had worked with
hundreds of kids. I ran downstairs and got his phone number from Mom's
phonebook and ran back to my room. I called his office and a man answered
but informed me that Father Atkinson had recently been transferred to
Indiana, my heart sank, I thanked him and was about to hang up when he told
me that he was on loan from the Des Moines Diocese until a replacement was
found, he introduced himself as Father Jones and added that he would try
and help me any way that he could.
While I was disappointed to learn Father Atkinson was no longer around, I
figured telling someone I didn't know like Father Jones might be just as
good if not better given he wasn't part of our community and would most
likely be headed back to Des Moines probably in a few months.
"Would it be possible to meet? I could really use some advice," I almost
pleaded down the phone.
"Certainly, I have a previous engagement at the local senior center but
I'll be back around 5 pm, is that okay?" He explained.
"That would be perfect," I felt myself smile, "thank you so much."
He asked me to ring the bell at the rectory because no one was around
except him, given it was the holidays all of the priests and staff normally
took short vacations just after Christmas until New Year's Eve. At around
half 4 I took a hot shower and dressed for the cold since it had started
snowing again, my Mom was still out so I told my Dad I was going out for a
while, he didn't mind so I left and made the short walk towards the church.
The closer I got the more my heart started pounding and my whole body began
to shake. I didn't let it stop me, I figured sooner or later I would have
to confide in someone about my homosexuality and why not now? Especially
since I thought telling a visiting priest would be as good as it would get.
When I got to the rectory a little after 5 I rang the bell just like Father
Jones asked but no one answered, I rang the bell two more times and again
no one answered. I was just about getting ready to leave because it was
already getting dark and the snow was getting heavier when suddenly I heard
a man yell through the door, "hang on a moment, I'll be right there."
When the door finally opened I came face to face with him, I wasn't sure
this was Father Jones, he looked nothing like any priest I'd ever seen. He
was wearing blue jeans, sneakers, and a pull-over sweater, he looked almost
like a male model with a perfect medium build, jet-black short hair, and
pretty soft blue eyes. I'd say he was probably in his early to
mid-thirties, very clean-shaven, and was about a foot and a half taller
than me.
He opened the screen door and said, "Hi, you must be the boy I spoke to on
the phone, I'm Father Jones but you can call me Ray," he reached over to
shake my hand.
Right away I shook his large hand and replied "yes, my name's Theodore but
everyone calls me Teddy, thank you for seeing me." I could hear a football
game on a TV coming from one of the rooms nearby, "I hope I'm not
interrupting your evening."
"Of course not," he smiled and I noted we were still holding hands, "come
on inside and make yourself at home, I was just watching a pretty boring
football game anyway." He let go of my hand and I followed him inside,
"would you mind if we visited in the den rather than my office? Since no
one's here we would be more comfortable near the fire."
"Sure that's just fine by me," I smiled.
He led me through the kitchen where he popped open two cans of coke and
handed me one, then we walked into the den. I found the den to be a rather
modest, but a cozy place. There was a nice fire burning in the fireplace
and you could hear the wood popping every few seconds. Just above the
mantle was a rather large crucifix almost appearing as if we're looking
down at us. Ray pointed me to sit in a wooden chair that I was sure he had
just sat in while he watched the game cause there was an open bottle of
Irish Whisky on a small table next to it. I knew a lot of priests partook
in Irish Whiskey, my Dad once told me that it was almost mandatory they
drink that stuff.
Ray then took my parka and hung it up, then he grabbed another identical
chair and scooted right up next to me. He quickly turned the TV off and we
broke the ice by talking about all the snow we just had, I thought it was
pretty cool when he told me that one of his favorite things to do was to
hop on his snowmobile and ride through the cornfields in the winter.
After about five minutes he said, "Well then, I'm sure you didn't come here
just to talk about the weather, tell me, Teddy, what's on your mind this
evening?" I got really nervous which he could easily see and before I could
respond he placed his hand on my arm, "just take your time, there's no
rush."
I took a deep breath and said, "Well, you see Ray, the thing is I think, I
mean, I am, gay." I almost whispered the last part and looked down at my
snow boots.
He reached out and placed his hand on my shoulder, "Well, that's really no
big deal Teddy, homosexuality had been around since the beginning of man
and will be around until the end of man, to me it's God's way of making us
all a little different."
His comment really put me at ease and I lifted my eyes to look at him, he
smiled warmly and I immediately felt like a huge weight was lifted from my
shoulders. He went on to add that one of the problems is that Christianity
and Homosexuality are in conflict with one another. He said that while
Christianity frowns of such behavior, that doesn't necessarily mean one
should refrain from it to reaffirm their Christian beliefs. More
importantly, he added that it would be mentally unhealthy for homosexuals
to try and pretend they were something that nature and God didn't intend
them to be.
When I asked him what he thought I should tell my parents he replied only
if I felt the need to. But if I didn't, then why do it? He added what's
important was for me to just enjoy myself like every other teenager and
that I would have plenty of time in my young life to tell my folks when the
time came. His advice really helped me because I wasn't interested in
telling anyone at that point and his words only helped reaffirm my
feelings.
He reached over and poured himself a shot of Irish Whisky. With a smile on
his face as he held the shot glass up, he said, "I hope you don't mind, but
it's the holidays after all."
I laughed and explained that that was my saying too. He looked at me,
smiled, and chugged it down. Then he quickly chased it with a sip of coke.
"Have you found that someone special yet?" He asked in a very matter of
fact way while he poured himself another shot.
My face twitched and he must have noticed that I was a little apprehensive,
he handed me the shot glass instead of drinking it himself, "here take a
drink of this, I don't want to get you drunk but one shot will make you
feel better."
I quickly took the shot glass from him, downed it, and made a face as the
bitter fluid burned my throat, he handed me my coke and I took a big gulp
just like he did. His kind gesture made me feel as though we were equals
and I felt like I could trust him, I took a deep breath and explained that
I was seeing a really nice man that I had known for years.
His eyes got really wide, "Really? Like how old is he?" He asked and took a
small sip of his coke.
"He's, um, 35," I felt my cheeks flush as I admitted the truth.
"Oh wow, are you sure you should be seeing him? I mean do you guys have a
lot in common with that kind of age difference?"
"Well, I think we do like I said I've known him for years and I really like
him."
"That's all that matters then," He replied with a smile on his face.
He poured himself another shot and asked how I met him, I could tell he was
more curious than a puppy taking a walk in the park for the first time.
I was feeling more at ease so rather than answer his question right away, I
reached for the shot glass in his hand much to his surprise, "do you really
want to know?" I smiled as I downed it.
He replied with a slight smile on his face, "only if you want to tell me."
So I explained that he was my best friend's Dad and that we started fooling
around the other day cause his son was out of town.
His eyes opened really wide then he let out a slight chuckle, "wow Teddy,
that sounds almost like a soap opera to me I'm afraid."
I broke out in giggles and we sat laughing together as he poured himself
another shot and downed it. I was surprised when he poured another shot and
passed it to me. I felt a closeness to him given we were sharing the same
shot glass, I was happy he wasn't treating me like a kid and was a little
surprised he was actually letting me drink, then again I never actually
told him I was only 14. Pretty soon, I was feeling a little buzz from the
effects of the liquor. I wondered if Father Jones was too.
"How did you and your friend's Dad figure each other out?" He asked out of
the blue.
I looked around the room for a second and thought to myself, 'what the
heck,' so I proceeded to tell him everything like how he first walked in on
me when I didn't have my clothes on in his bathroom, and how it became a
sort of a regular thing when Matty wasn't around, I even mentioned how it
would turn me on and I would jerk off after he left. I was shocked at
myself for telling him that but I assumed it was because of the alcohol. I
felt my face burning up as I went into great detail explaining losing my
virginity in the utility room after we dropped Matty off at the airport.
After my long explanation about how we got together, Ray asked how I was
going to manage to see Matty's Dad while trying to be his son's best
friend. I told him that I hadn't really thought about that, I doubted Mike
would blab and I sure wasn't going to tell anybody else.
It seemed Father Jones was more interested in me and the details of my
relationship with Mike than he was about addressing the issue of
homosexuality itself, I didn't care and it was just fine with me. I
actually kind of enjoyed telling him about me and Mike and between reliving
the details and the alcohol I was getting pretty aroused, I wondered if it
was having the same effect on Ray.
Before we knew it, a whole hour had gone by and I could see the snow really
starting to come down again through a small window in the den. I don't know
what it was, but when it snowed like hell it made me feel cut-off from the
rest of the world especially at night which always soothed me.
Father Jones made me jump as he suddenly got to his feet and went over to
the fireplace, I watched as he grabbed two more logs and threw them onto
the burning fire, "I hope you don't have to be anywhere Teddy, it's really
coming down out there and it would probably be best to wait and let some of
that liquor wear off, would you like me to fix some coffee or something to
eat for you?"
I explained that I didn't have to be home until nine and if I called home
before then I could usually stay out until ten when I didn't have school
the next day.
Ray smiled and quickly said before he thought I might change my mind, "Well
why don't you pour yourself another shot and then me one too," as he poked
the fire with the iron.
I grinned and shrugged my shoulders with a little chuckle, "sure, why not?
After all, it's the holidays."
Then as he poked the logs again he said something that kind of shocked me,
"I sure am glad that we got together this evening Teddy, I can see why your
friend's Dad finds you so attractive," then he whispered low but I still
heard him, "I do too."
I didn't know how to reply to his comment so I chugged my shot and poured
him another, he came to sit back down only when I handed him the shot his
other hand rested on my upper thigh as he chugged the contents of the
glass. Again, I didn't know what to say or do, so I just acted like his
hand wasn't there.
However there was no doubt in my mind that Ray was interested in me, I
smiled as I was kind of hoping that if I did tell someone I was gay that
they might be too.
The next thing I knew we were talking about his snowmobile again, he began
telling me about a trip he took with his snowmobile club to Alaska several
years back, as he talked I could feel his right hand begin rubbing my right
knee ever so slightly. When I didn't flinch he seemed to take that as a
good sign and began rubbing my knee a little harder with each passing
stroke.
My mind wandered a thousand miles away even though I pretended like I was
listening to every word he was telling me about his trip, the snow coming
down and the drink suddenly got me wondering if he would like to have sex
with me if I would give him the chance. I imagined sex for him was a rarity
because of becoming a priest, I mean he was sure a good looking man so I'm
sure it wouldn't be too difficult for him to seduce just about anyone, what
gay boy in their right mind would turn down having sex with him despite the
fact that he was a priest?
The only real problem I had with it all is that he was a man of God, we
were in the church rectory and that huge crucifix on the wall above the
mantle appeared to be looking right down at us. The effects of the alcohol
seemed to be naturalizing my concerns and I was horny as fuck.
Once he finished his story I closed my eyes and relaxed against the
cushioned wood of the chair while he continued rubbing my knee and upper
thigh. I had a raging hard-on but it was hidden under by thick baggy
sweater and it covered most of my waist. I didn't want it to end so I
spread my legs a little just to let him know that I didn't mind what he was
doing to me.
He got my hint and I felt him lift my right leg and lay it across his lap,
I opened my eyes and watched as started untieing my snow boot, once it was
loose he slowly slid it off and dropped it to the floor. I curled my toes
beneath my sock and held my breath as he ran his finger from my toes to my
ankle, teasingly slow he gripped my sock and slid it off my foot and I
spread my toes for him as his warm fingers wrapped around my foot. After a
quick squeeze he put my bare foot down on the floor and lifted my left leg
onto his lap, just like he had done with my right foot, he removed my left
snow boot and sock.
There was no doubt now in my mind what he desired, I was sure he wanted me
to take off my clothes cause I told him how I loved doing it in front of
Mike. Once he placed my left foot on the floor I quickly pulled off my
sweater, right away he motioned for me to pass it over to him. I slowly
unbuttoned my shirt and stood up ever so nonchalantly, I'm sure he could
definitely see my hard-on as it tried to punch through my jeans. I looked
at him and smiled slightly before biting my lip, I removed my shirt and
undershirt and passed them to him.
It looked as if he was trying to hold himself back from drooling as I stood
there in nothing but my jeans. Ever so slowly I unbuttoned them and pulled
them and my briefs down to my ankles, the instant I stepped out of them I
kicked them towards him. I felt so damn sensual and excited and horny all
at the same time inside standing completely naked in front of him with my
boner standing proud towards the ceiling, the fact he was a man of God just
added to the naughtiness.
Ray quickly put my clothes on the table and exclaimed, "Gosh Teddy, you are
very beautiful, you really are, come here I want to see you."
I walked over to him with a nervous smile on my face as he remained seated
in his chair, I stood right in front of him with my hands on my hips and
let him fondle me. His firm warm hands felt terrific as he toyed with my
little cock and balls, even after a few moments I felt myself on the verge
of cumming, he seemed to sense that as he let go and asked me to turn
around so he could check out my smooth teenage ass, I was pretty proud of
it because I knew if it turned Mike on like it did hope it would certainly
turn Father Jones on as well.
When I turned around I felt his firm hands as he placed them on my butt
cheeks, moments later he began rubbing soft circles around both of them, he
then dug his thumbs into my crack and spread my cheeks wide so he could
check out my hairless pink boy hole which I was sure he desperately wanted
to park his cock into that night. I was really horny now and wanted to
encourage him so I bent over slightly so he could get a better view of it.
He shocked the hell the out of me when I felt his tongue work its way into
my crack as it began rubbing soft wet circles around my hole, never in a
million years did I think sex could be this hot and enjoyable. I couldn't
believe just how good it felt to have a tongue up my ass and I even let out
a soft moan of joy to let him know. I wanted Ray and I wanted him badly, I
had to cum in the worst way and I sure he needed to as well.
My prayers were answered for the next thing I knew he turned me around and
planted soft gentle kisses all over my little dick as if he had fallen in
love with it, within seconds he took my entire 4-inch boyhood into his
mouth and sucked me. I was so fucking horny and I softly moaned out, "Oh
please put your finger in my ass."
Father Jones heard my request and within seconds paused for a moment, he
pushed his finger into my mouth and I sucked it like a cock getting it all
wet and slick, I didn't get too long to enjoy it as he pulled away and
plunged it deep up my hole. My hips thrust forward with the force pushing
my whole dick into his mouth, I think I really surprised him because he
began sucking me harder and harder. As his head slid back and forth I
looked down so I could once again enjoy the beautiful sight of a sexy man's
lips working their magic over my teenage shaft.
I wanted him to know that not only was I attracted to him but was so
thoroughly enjoying what we were doing together, I placed my hands on his
head and rubbed my fingers gently through his beautiful jet-black hair. I
humped my hips back and forth feeling my cock slide out of his mouth as his
finger slipped deeper inside, within seconds I felt my testicles want to
release, and just like with Mike I knew through gay intuition that Ray
wanted to relish my seed. I tried to hold it for as long as I could but his
mouth felt too good and I moaned out his name as I filled his mouth.
Wave after wave of pleasure shot through my spasming body as the small load
shot of my body and flooded his mouth, sure enough, I felt him swallow
every drop with delight. My orgasm felt even more intense than with Mike,
in fact, it was so intense that Ray had to wrap his free arm around my
waist to hold me up while he remained seated in his chair, my knees almost
buckled and I could barely catch my breath, I thought for a second there I
was going to pass out.
Once Ray was sure my body had calmed and I had regained my sanity, he
looked up at me while still seated in his chair with a giant smile on his
face, I groaned in disappointment when his finger popped out of my hole. I
wanted to thank him and also wanted him to know just how attracted I was to
him. I bent over and stuck my tongue deep into his mouth, I hoped my
gesture would demonstrate my affection towards him, it seemed to as he
wrapped his firm arms around me and held me so tightly I thought he might
never want to let go while we deep frenched.
When our lips finally parted Ray pulled me onto his lap facing him with my
legs through the arms of the wooden chair and my feet flat on the floor,
the next thing I knew he leaned down and started kissing my nipples back
and forth while he went back to fingering me. I was so excited I wrapped my
arms around his head and slid my fingers through his silky hair.
This was by far was the hottest sexual encounter I had ever experienced so
far, I felt so very submissive (even feminine) sitting naked on the lap of
a fully-clothed man while he sucked on my tiny pink nipples and fingered my
boy butt.
"Ray," I moaned out looking down at him, "I need more."
He pulled his mouth off my nipple and looked up at me with a smile, he
pulled his finger out of me again and reached down to pull his sweater
off. I moaned in appreciation as I looked over his sexy bare chest, he had
next to no body hair, just a little around each masculine pink nipple and a
treasure trail from his belly button that disappeared beneath his jeans. He
reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, his throbbing cock was just dying to
get out of them and I couldn't wait to see what it looked like either. I
slid off his lap and down to my gay teenage knees and quickly untied both
his sneakers and removed them along with his socks. He sat up slightly so I
could pull his jeans and underwear down to his ankles, the instant they
touched his feet I removed them altogether. Now he was completely naked
like I was.
When I looked up there stood his beautiful manhood rock hard against his
belly, it was bigger and thicker than Mike's, it had to be about 9 full
inches in length and almost as thick as my wrist, it was looking me in face
as if to say, "Please suck me, Teddy, I'm all yours tonight."
Like the good little horny gay boy I was I reached out and curled my
fingers around the base of his magnificent shaft, I bit my lip as I pulled
it back so I could examine it. Ray spread his legs wide giving me more room
as I moved my head to look sidelong at his cock, he was circumcised with a
spongy looking bulbous tip, his shaft had a noticeable upward curve and my
mouth was watering as I thought about sucking it. My free hand reached up
and cupped his large hanging balls, they were smooth to the touch and I
swear I could feel them throb.
Leaning forward I pressed my face against the underside of his shaft and
inhaled his musky, sweaty fragrance, my head was swimming with lust with
his manly scent and I couldn't wait any longer, I placed a kiss just above
my fingers on his cum vein. My little pink tongue shot out and traced it up
towards his tip, I placed another kiss on his pee slit and lifted my head
to smile at him.
"Fuck Teddy, you're such a fucking sexy boy," he moaned with a face that
showed his lust, "please suck my cock."
Without a word I licked my lips and slowly lowered my head toward his now
leaking tip, I parted my lips and let my breath blow over him, my lips were
within millimeters of touching him when we both jumped at the sound of a
phone ringing.
"Fuck," I muttered and pulled away from him, "sorry just a second."
I walked over to my discarded jeans and fished my phone out of my pocket
and looked at the screen, Mike was wanting to FaceTime me, I felt a twinge
of guilt that I was about to cheat on him. I glanced back over at Ray's
rock hard cock and silenced my phone with a smile.
"Who was it?" He asked as I walked back over to him.
"Nobody," I grinned and took my place back between his outstretched legs,
"now where were we?"
"Right about here, uunngghhh," he started and let out a moan as my lips
enveloped his bulbous head.
I worked my lips down his shaft as far as I could get, I remained on my
knees and bobbed up and down with about 3 inches of him in my mouth, ever
so gradually I took a little more with every passing moment, I wanted him
to relish the moment. I doubted very much I'd be able to deep throat his
mammoth any time soon.
As I sucked away I couldn't help but think how lucky I was that Father
Atkinson got transferred, I'm so glad Ray got sent here and I hope he
stayed permanently.
"Fuck Teddy, I'm sorry but I can't wait anymore," Ray surprised the hell
out of me when he leaned over and wrapped his hands around my underarms
while I was still on my knees sucking away on his cock.
He lifted me back up until I was sitting back on his lap facing him like
before, he spat a large glob of saliva on his fingers and moved them back
to my ass, he spat another gob on his other hand and stroked it all over
his cock. Right away I got a hint that he wanted me to sit down on it.
He grabbed his cock and guided me down until I could feel it touch my
opening, I felt him apply a little pressure and my eyes widened in panic
and I struggled and jumped off his lap.
"Sorry, sorry," I yelled out waving my hands in front of him.
"No, I'm sorry Teddy," he stood up and stepped up to me placing his hand on
my shoulder, "that's too far, we can stop right here."
"Fuck no I want it," I grinned and wrapped my hand back around his cock,
"it's just this is bigger than anything I've had before, and I don't think
just spit will be enough, do you have any lotion?"
"Uh, I think I might have something in the kitchen," he said and went to
move but I pushed him back on his chair.
"Wait right there," I smiled, "keep yourself hard and I'll be right back."
He just smiled as I ran off towards the kitchen, I looked through all the
cupboards until I found some sweet almond oil that I figured would work, I
ran back to find Ray still sitting stroking his cock. I opened the bottle
and squirted a huge gob on his cock as he lubed himself up, I squirted more
on my own hand and reached back to finger myself. I took my place back on
his lap and he lined himself up with my hole again.
"Now go ahead Teddy and work it inside you," he groaned as I wrapped my
arms around the back of his neck and lowered myself down on his heavenly
cock.
The bulbous head pierced my opening and it hurt like hell at first and I
let out a low squeal.
"Ow ow ow, gently," I told myself as I lifted up again slightly and tried
going down again.
I knew the pain would soon go away so I told him not to worry when he asked
if I was alright, he smiled and wrapped his hands around my back and kind
of pinched my skin as a form of a vise for me until the pain subsided, even
though I was in pain I loved knowing that a portion of his cock was already
in my body.
After about a full minute the pain began to subside and I slowly inched
down on his lap, I could feel the intrusion go further and further into my
body as his cock worked its way up my gay boy ass. The second I felt his
heavy balls pressing against my ass I squealed like a happy sissy, his
magnificent manly cock was all the way inside me, Ray told me to just sit
there and wait until we fully adjusted to one another.
While I waited for my hole to adjust, Ray leaned forward and went back to
sucking on my nipples which drove me crazy. At that point, I didn't think
gay sex could have gotten any hotter but I was wrong, here I was sitting on
the lap of a hot naked juicy man with his cock balls deep in my ass while
he sucked on my nipples. Somewhere along the line, I got another boner and
the feeling of it pressing up against the slight roll of his stomach made
the joy of gay sex that much more thrilling.
I wanted him to cum, I needed him to cum inside me so using my feet as
leverage I lifted myself up slowly before dropping back down, the sound of
my ass slapping his thighs rang out among the crackling of the logs on the
fire, again I raised up and dropped back down a little harder than last
time.
I sat back down keeping myself impaled and leaned back slightly, the upward
curve of his cock was hitting all the right places and I felt amazing
pressure on my prostate, I ground my ass against him and felt my dick
against his stomach, I looked down and saw the wet drips from my leaking
precum on it.
I felt Ray's strong hands grasp my girly hips and squeeze tightly, I leaned
forward again as he lifted me up before slamming me back down.
"Fuck me, Father," I moaned and flicked my tongue across his lips, with a
roar of lust he began moving me up and down faster and faster, my dick was
feeling the full sensation of thrusting up against his skin.
About 10 seconds after he started pounding me I blew another load between
our two stomachs.
"Go faster Teddy, I'm almost there."
By now I was rocking up and down on his cock as fast as I could, The
feeling was so awesome I almost didn't want him to cum cause I was enjoying
it so much. About two minutes later he took a deep breath and squeezed my
hips hard and pulled me down so all 9 solid inches were buried within me
and I felt his body jerk as he released his hot Roman Catholic Seed deep
into my boy hole.
As he discharged wave after wave into me I pulled his head against my chest
as I felt him fill me up, my fingers entwined his hair as I tried to convey
just how much I was loving what we were doing together.
We both basked in the afterglow and come back down to earth after the
totally awesome gay sex we just shared together. As Ray struggled to catch
his breath we both held each other tightly while I remained in his lap.
Once we both calmed down he looked up at me and exclaimed as he chuckled,
"jeez Teddy, that was so fucking hot I thought we were going to catch this
place on fire."
I looked down at him with my hands still wrapped around his neck and
replied, "I really loved what we did too."
I idly wondered what Mike would think if he could see me now sitting naked
on a priests lap with his cock still in my butt, a wave of guilt washed
over me but it quickly passed and I didn't let it bother me. After all, it
was the holidays.
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Here's chapter 3, sorry about the long wait, I hope you guys like it.
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