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Subject: {ASSM} The Family Church - Chapter Four
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Date: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 13:10:06 -0500
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   We moved our act to a front pew where Father Jim could flay his long legs
while I knelt in front of him to continue to service his cock.  It was
quite an obscene scene given the setting.  An naked adult and a naked boy
engaged in sex at the front of the church.



   "The rule is," he said," that when I have my clothes on I am Father Jim.
But when I am naked I am just Jim.  That applies to all the parishoners."



   It was an odd thing to bring up in the middle of a blow job even though
it was easy to see from his reactions that I was doing a good job.  I would
suck and bob and then remove my mouth to use my hand while looking up at
him.  I held his cock against my cheek and then turn to kiss it.  I would
lick a trail the entire length of that magnificent cock and then it was
back to sucking.  He had started to moan and utter some soft "Ohhhs and
Aaahs." I was looking forward to having his cum shoot into my mouth and had
every intention of swallowing it entirely, when he gently removed my head
from the object of my most fervent desire.



   "My turn," he said.  And we switched places.  I took the seat and he
went to his knees and at last I had my blow job.  He had a skillful way of
doing it and I loved it.  It was so sweet.  It tickled.  It was warm and
wet.  And, like any pre-adolescent it took me exactly two minutes before I
was ready to shoot.  Jim sensed it and pulled off immediately and even
pressed me at the base of my cock to stave it off..  He stood up and sat
next to me and we kissed again tongue to tongue for several minutes.



   Then he asked me to straddle him face to face so that our cocks were
touching.  With his hand he brought them together and began to manipulate
them.  To see the two cocks as they rubbed was fascinating.  It was like
watching two little boys make love.  The helmeted heads bobbed and bowed to
each other as their bodies nestled.  The friction was delightful.  The
electrical shocks continued to mount.  And then the cum started to surface
just before the almost simultaneous explosions.  The cum flew in all
directions and it was so wonderful.  When things finally subsided the two
little boys were covered in cum.  Jim used a forefinger to gather up some
to put it in my mouth before gathering some for himself.  We wrapped our
arms around each other and kissed with tongues,exchanging the pearls back
and forth.  The kissing went for what seemed like forever until the cell
phone started to ring in the cassock on the floor.  Jim gave me a wonderful
look at his ass as he bent to retrieve it.  I was so happy to be gay.



   "We will meet you in the sex room," I heard Jim say.



   There was no need to take our clothes with us and for whatever obscene
reminder of what had just taken place between a man and a boy we left them
right where they were.  We exited in the buff, our recently satisfied cocks
now flaccid to climb a flight of stairs to a second floor.  Jim explained
that what used to be classrooms upstairs had been expanded into one huge
room by knocking down the intervening walls.  The room was filled with
couches, chairs, and king size beds pulled together in sets of three.  On
Sunday it would be filled with naked men, women and children enjoying sex.



   When we opened the door we could see a half-dressed Brother Art just in
the process of taking off his trousers.  And as he came to greet us in his
light blue thong underpants, remarkably you could see the imprint of his
cock rising by degrees.  He was staring at me.



   "The kid is beautiful," he said.  "Absolutely gorgeous." Then to me with
extended hand, "I'm Bart."



   "Stephen," I said as we continued the handshake past normal.  He was as
cute as hell and reminded me of my father.  He was a little shorter than
average and had a casual shock of blond hair a lot like me.  My cock began
to rise as well which is one of the neat things about being male.  There
was no disguising our excitements.



   "Will you let me take those off?" I asked him, politely.  I wanted to
touch and feel hi cock.  I was really into this.



   "Wow!  He's sexy, too," Bart said.  "Beautiful and sexy.  I'm so happy
you called me."



   Taking that as a yes I reached out to hook the thongs and lower them to
the floor.  I went on down with them an buried my face in his groin.  Some
kisses followed.  And then I took it in my hand and kissed it some more.



   "Are you in love with cock, sweetheart?" Bart asked me in a
half-whisper..



   "I'm in love with yours," I said And I was.  It was not much bigger than
mine and almost as pretty.  And I knew that according to plan it was to be
my first.



   "Do you still want to be fucked, Stephen?  It's a lot for one night for
one little boy." Jim asked, quietly.



   "I really want to do it, Jim.  And especially with this," I said giving
Bart's cock another kiss.



   "Pick out a bed, Bart and I'll get the toys"



   Bart picked his thong up from the floor and led me to one of the beds
and had me lie face down.  Jim went off to a closet and returned carrying a
canvas bag.  Bart stretched out on the bed beside me and we kissed.  Our
tongues came next.  "We've done this with little boys before," he said when
we broke it off.  "And there wasn't a bit of pain.  Only pleasure.  You are
going to love it, believe me." And I did.



   It started with an oil massage to relax me while Bart ran his fingers
through my hair as we continued to kiss.  I was already moaning.  Fingers
and vaseline followed and I moaned some more.  Jim held up a small butt
plug for me to see before he slowly and carefully pushed it up and inside.
Next came a long, plastic tube with balls that began with the size of a
marble and progressed to the size of a golf ball.Jim would show me each
item before inserting it.  The balls took a long time with very deliberate
introduction of the next size and then a withdrawal.  then a back and
forth.



   I was in heaven.  My "boy pussy", as Bart kept calling it, became the
focal point of indescribable pleasure.  The balls were now reaching a
special spot inside that almost made me cum.  Jim's lips found the back of
my neck and both shoulders.



   "Good?" he asked.



   "So good," I murmered.  "I just love it."



   Bart's tongue was back inside my mouth and he put his arms around me. 
These lovers were so good at this.  I was so lucky.  That very morning I
had gone to school with only an occasional thought about sex and here I was
only a few hours later, thanks to my parents,being skillfully seduced into
a life that revolved around it.  It was like a dream.



   The balls were finally remove one ball at a time and I felt empty and in
need.  Jim held up a smaller dildo with more thickness than anything so far
and I wanted it eagerly.  It looked and felt like a cock and I loved it.



   Next, at long last, was a dildo about the size of Bart's cock.  And I
took it with the slightest pain at the very beginning, but a pain that gave
way to an enormous rush.  I was home.  I was ready to play girl for grown
men.  I was ready and wanting to be fucked.





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