CONFESSIONAL

Feature Writer: Unknown
Feature Title: Confessional
Story Codes: Gay, Mb, Religious. Masturbation, Voyeurism, Sacrilege, Large Penis

Confessional – Part 1

“Forgive me Father for I have sinned.”

Father Samuel smiled as he heard little Tommy Jacobs voice come from the darkened booth next to him. The cute lad had recently transferred into the Catholic School just last week but his bright eager attitude, cute smile and piercing eyes had caught everyone’s attention right off.

“It’s been two weeks since my last confession. In that time I have cheated on a test, took the last pudding from the refrigerator and blamed it on my sister…”

Samuel tried to stifle a small yawn as he half heartily listened to the boy’s list of small sins and smiled as he got ready to recite the standard penance to him as he had done for the fourteen children before him and the boy continued to speak.

“… sucked off three men in the back alley behind the adult book store downtown, helped the neighbor’s dog fuck my mother and posted pictures of my little sister naked on the internet.”

‘WHAT!”

Father Samuel’s booming voice echoed through the small church and caused everyone to look toward the confessional. Quickly recovering his composer he pushed the small window separating the booths apart and peered in at the boy ready to berate him for his foul blasphemies. He stopped before uttering a single word at the sight of the lad naked and sprawled against the back of the confessional. His slim smooth legs drawn back to his chest and exposing his tight little pucker, cute smooth hairless balls and a cock that looked impossibly big, Tommy positioned himself to give the priest the best possible view. Slowly he stroked on his massive dick, needing to use both his hands to work the shaft properly. It would have looked big on the body of a full grown man, but on the small boy it just look insanely huge and out of place. Tommy winked at the shocked priest and grinned as he slid his hands slowly down the fat veined meaty shaft.

“See something you like Father?” The boy whispered out drawing the foreskin back on his dick and waving the fleshy log of cock meat toward the stunned Priest. “Oooh yeah Father you like it I can tell. You have the exact same look in your eyes my mother did the first time I showed it to her.”

He drew his hand back up the shaft causing a big pearly glob of pre-cum to bubble to the top.

“Now she can’t get enough of it, and does anything I say just to be able to suck it.”

The priest’s nostrils flared and he took a deep shuddering breath as a musky cummy overpowering scent suddenly filled the two tiny booths as the boy worked his meat. Eyes half closed now a wave of dizziness overcame Father Samuel and his senses were overwhelmed with a new deep longing lust he had never felt before.

“That’s it,” husked the child as he stood and pushed his enormous cock toward the small window. He held it inches away from the priests lips and shook the meaty rod causing the drop of pre-cum to dangle in a heavy slimy string from its tip. “Kiss it father, you know you want to.”

Leaning forward with tongue out as if to receive communion the devote man of the cloth’s soul corrupted and was lost instantly as the glob of cum heavily splat onto his tongue. Samuel’s eye shot open with an animistic lust and his mouth engulfed the head of Tommy’s cock then began sucking voraciously.

“Mmm yeah that’s it Father Faggot, keep sucking just like that.”

The sounds of wet slurping and sucking filled the confessional and if Father Samuel had been in the right state of mind would have worried about what the people outside would think of such sounds coming from the booths. As it was all he could think about was that cock, that delicious magnificent hunk of dick meat he was currently trying desperately to shove even further down his throat. He could hear Tommy’s boyish laughter and feel him patting him on the head.

“Get used to sucking dick through holes in booths FATHER,” Tommy said with a noticeable air of contempt at the last word. “It’s something you’ll be doing quite a lot of in the future. I think a lot more people are going to enjoy coming to confession from now on.” Tommy paused a moment in thought, “Well the boys and men will anyway, I have OTHER plans for the church cunts.”

Pulling his dick from the priests sucking mouth Tommy held the shaft just far enough out of reach that no matter how hard Samuel tried he couldn’t  get it back in his mouth. Desperately he tried getting more of his head through the small window.

“Do you want my cum Father?” Tommy pumped the throbbing log of cock meat, its tip aimed right at the priest’s mouth. ‘Answer me Holy Man!”

“Yes,” Samuel whispered out in deep shame. “Please..”

“Beg me, in the name of God to cum in your mouth. Beg for the cum from a boys dick in the name of YOUR Lord.”

Father Samuel’s face took on a look of deep conflict. Slowly his head shook no as his eyes began to take on the look of sanity once more.

“I.. no.. I..”

Tommy scowled and moved his dick toward the priest’s mouth smearing his lips with a heavy glazed coating of his pre-cum. Instantly the priest eyes began to dim again and he began panting heavily as he tried to get the dick into his mouth.

“Beg me” Tommy demanded with an evil grin.

 

CONFESSIONAL – Part 2

Father Samuel walked quickly down the hallway constantly looking back over his shoulder. A feeling of deep guilt and anxiety overcoming the man of the cloth as he tried to distance himself from the confessional and his act of carnal sin. Rounding a corner he paused to look around noticing he was alone but still not able to get over the feeling of being watched. He licked his lips nervously and instantly the taste of the young boy’s meaty cock came back to him. He could almost still hear the little giggle of the boy as he pumped thick hot glob after thick hot glob of cum down the priest’s throat. What’s worse is that Father Samuel greedily sucked and nursed on the obscenely and freakishly large cock of the boy’s like some perverted starving madman. With a shaky hand the priest lift trembling fingers to his mouth lightly tracing his lips and feeling a still slick slimy coating around them.

“What have I done? Oh Dear GOD forgive me what have I done!?!”

His mind was awash with conflicting emotions. On one level he felt total disgust and revulsion for the sinful act he had committed and on a deeper darker level he enjoyed it, craved it, and even hoped to be able to do it again. The memory of that big hot fleshy cock throbbing between his lips made his mouth water and heart race. The sweet salty flavor of the young boy’s pre-cum washing over the inside of his mouth and tongue more divine than any communion he had ever had. Father Samuel’s eyes glazed over and slowly closed as he relived the blasphemous act. Openly groping himself with one hand he began sucking on one of his fingers, working the digit in and out in a phantom blowjob motion.

“Mmm, more,” he mumbled around his finger thinking of all the other hot sexy little boys in the Catholic school and wondering if they were all packing as much cock as little Tommy was.

Suddenly his eyes snapped open and he pulled his finger from his lips in a loud wet slurping <POP>.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” The man straightened up and tried to shake the lewd images from his mind.

“Father help me, give me strength,” he prayed and dropped to his knees.

Clasping his hands in front of him Samuel tried to push all thoughts of cock from his mind and began reciting prayer after prayer. After a few moments when his heart stopped racing and he felt his mind had cleared he opened his eyes and looked up. Standing in front of him was Sister Margret, an older stoic looking matron who had been with the school even longer than he was. Dressed in the traditional black and white habit the woman looked down at the priest and smiled at him sweetly.

“I found him Tommy,” she called out. “The silly faggot is over here down on his knees, no doubt waiting and hoping for someone else to come by and stuff his mouth with some dick.”

Father Samuel’s eyes opened wide in disbelief at hearing Sister Margret’s words. The old motherly looking woman was known to reprimand people even using the word ‘dam’, and now here she was spewing out obscenities. Slowly Tommy walked up beside her still wearing the same cute innocent boyish smile he always had and looked up at the nun.

“Well we shouldn’t keep the new cocksucker waiting then should we sister. Why don’t you feed the schools new bitch a little cream while I go and convert another of the religious fucks here?

Sister Margret didn’t say a word as Tommy walked off again. She just began pulling up the hem of her floor length habit revealing two stocky powerful legs, each encased in deep red fishnet thigh high stockings. Father Samuel just looked on in total shock, to confuse and conflicted by everything that was happening to do anything but watch. The nun towering over pulled aside the crotch of her black laced pair of red panties and let a semi hard plump cock flop out and downward.  Samuel’s mouth hung open in disbelief at what he was seeing.

“Tommy says you’re a natural at cock sucking Father. “ Slowly working the quickly hardening shaft mere inches in front of the priests face she moved forward, placing a heavy leg on either side of him.  Letting go of the hem of the habit it dropped around him hiding the man under the heavy cloth and leaving him in almost pitch blackness.  Placing her hands on Father Samuel’s head from over the habit she guided his mouth to her now rigid cock.

“I may not be as big as Tommy,” she husked “but I can guarantee you’ll get a real big belly full of spunk out of me ‘sister sammie’.”

The priest didn’t even get a chance to protest at his new title before his mouth was filled once again with the fleshy delights of another cock for the second time that day.

THE END