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Subject: {ASSM} THE FAMILY CHURCH - Chapter three
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Date: Sat, 08 Nov 2014 07:12:33 -0500
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   As anxious as I was to see Father Jim naked he still took a few minutes
to show me around.  First there was the chapel that looked like any other
chapel except that it was surprisingly small.



   "Believe it or not we can crowd nearly two hundred in here at one time.
Most of them are standing, of course, and as close together as only sexy
people can mana ge."



   He was gently rubbing my backside or tweaking my tits or gently tugging
my cock as he spoke.  .This was more like it I thought.



   "Our services are brief, " he continued.  "We start with our Creed which
is not much different than what I was telling you earlier.  We believe in
the joys of sex between men and women, men and other men and women with
other women.  Sex between adults and children and family love.  Then we
will have a sexual demonstration that could be as simple as a young boy and
girl doing a strip to music and wind up with him fucking her on the altar.
You will notice that the altar is somewhat lower and wider than the norm in
order to allow sex to take place on top of it.



   "Sunday your baptism will be the main event.  The altar boys will remove
your habit and the people will gaze upon your beauty.  You will turn around
so that they can see your beautiful cock." He continued to fondle me as he
spoke.



   "You are truly beautiful, Stephen, truly beautiful.  I sincerely hope
that you learn to enjoy having people see you without clothes.  It can
bring so much happiness to people to see your cock and ass.  Your tits. 
Your pretty feminine face.  I want you to wear lipstick and eyeshadow on
Sunday.  I will have Sister Jean comb your hair in a feminine way. 
Whenever we can suggest a blending of gender it is so sexy."



   I was close to cumming and I knew that the next gentle tug on my cock
could possibly send me over the edge.



   "Would you object to wearing panties,high heels and stockings?  You
would be so beautiful.  We could skip the gown and have you enter in only
lingerie."



   For some reason the prospect excited me strangely.  I liked the idea a
lot and knew that the congregation would really appreciate it.  And knowing
that Father Jim was completely into sex there was no reason to lie about it
or pretend that I was reluctant to do it.  "I would like to do that a lot,"
I said honestly.



   "We would have the altar boys undress you with your back to the audience
and turn you around naked.  Then they would place you the altar and, given
your inclinations have your father come forward.  The altar boys would
remove his gown and he would climb on top of you in a sixty-nine."



   He was so concentrated on building the scene in his own mind that he had
brought me over the top.  His hand was gently manipulating my cock as I
came.  I really needed to cum so desperately that the sperm flew everywhere
including the sleeves of his cassock.  He managed to lower his head quickly
enough to get his mouth over the head of my cock.  He got the last of it
and holding it in his mouth he stood up to bring his lips down on mine.  I
opened my mouth to receive his tongue as we stood together in the chapel
obscenely exchanging my cum.  It turned into a long sensual kiss that made
my mother's seem like child's play.  I was falling in love with this man
and his sex



   When we finally parted with the taste of cum stiill on our tongues he
looked at me in that special way as he removed his collar.  Then he went to
the buttons down the front of his cassock and there were a lot of them. 
Halfway down the power of his physique became visible.  And the rest of the
unbuttoning finally unveiled what I so longed to see, this huge, rampant
beautiful cock.  It was cut.  It had a huge helmet.  It had an upward
curve. I needed it in my mouth.  I fell to my knees to worship it.  To make
adoring love to it.  To slide my tongue along the length of it.  And to
finally take it inside my mouth to suck on it.  It was everything I dreamt
it would be and more.  I had found my calling.



   "Welcome to the other side of the moon, Stephen," he said as he gently
ran his fingers through my hair.  "The other side of the moon where the gay
reside.  Where men and boys play together and pleasure each other in so
many passionate ways.  Welcome to the other side of the moon."













































































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