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Subject: {ASSM} The Family Church - Chapter Six
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The Family Church - Chapter Six



   My baptism into the Family Church was not a baptism In he sense that
there was to be water poured on your head.  It was more like being
introduced to the community in some sexual way.  Father Jim had given me
three instructions.  Do not have sex with my father in order for us to both
be at the top of our game.  Do not even tell my parents that I was to
appear dressed as a girl.  And make sure I get to the church an hour the
service was scheduled to begin.



   So it was that my parents dropped me off on Sunday and went to have
breakfast at Denny's.  I was ushered into a room where Sister Jean was
waiting.  I undressed down to my briefs and was seated in a chair next to
the cosmetiic table.



   "We are going to turn you into a pretty girl," she said, "and it is
important that you act and feel like a girl this morning."



   The lipstick came first and as soon as it was applied I became instantly
erect.  Not that I wanted to be a girl full-time but there was this side of
me that needed to be explored.  She went on to apply rouge and eye shadow.
My eyelashes, which wee already very long for a boy, were made even longer.
At one point I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and it was as
though my eyes had gained another dimension.  I almost didn't recognize the
beauty in my reflection.



   She fooled with my hair combing it this way and that trying to turn it
into a page boy but finally decided on a blonde wig that really did the
trick.



   The clothing came next.  The bra was a diaphanous gauze of the type
associated with bed clothes.  It had no clasps but lid down over my head to
settle on my breast.  It fluffed and it had blue ribbons hanging.  I had to
stand to remove my briefs and replace with matching gauze panties that tied
at the sides and that could be untied to let them fall to the floor.



   The stockings were a white mesh and the high heels were white as well.
When I stood at the mirror to have a look at myself I almost came.  I
looked so beautiful I almost couldn't stand it.  I tried walking around in
the high heels and i was none too steady but somehow the clumsiness was
enchanting.



   Two young altar boys came to get me and lead me to the sacristy to await
my introduction and the services started.  The chapel was packed.  I could
see my mother and father front and center with my Dad dressed in a gown
that hung to his ankles.  The velvety voice of Father Jim led the Creed as
the congregation joined in..



   "We believe in the joys of sex," they intoned, "between men and women,
between men and other men, between women and other women, between adults
and children and family love."



   And then Father Jim again.  "This morning, brothers and sisters, we
welome to our fold another angel.  His name is Stephen Hayward.  He just
turned fourteen and he is gay.  This morning we will have the privilege of
seeing him with his father.  They have never seen each other naked.  They
have never made love.  They will allow us to see them love each other this
morning."



   Some music started up as the two ushers led me into the church each
holding a hand shoulder high.  The music was not some hymn as you might
expect, but a hard-driving beat with a very suggestive vocal.  "Do it!  Do
it!  Do it!' came the chorus.  "Remove your clothes and do it!  Do it!  Do
it!  Do it!"



   Even with the pounding music you could see and hear the audience gasp at
my appearance.  As I struggled along in the high-heels they quite
unexpectedly broke into a burst of wild applause.  I smiled at them as I
made my way to the front of the altar and I knew they were feeling what I
was feeling a direct and unmistakable connection in sex.



   The original idea was that the altar boys would undress me with my back
to the audience but Father Jim had changed his mind.  I stood facing the
audience , with the music still driving, as they untied the little blue
laces.  My panties fell away and I stood there looking and feeling every
bit the young girl but with a hardon that wouldn't quit.  I saw the
expression on my father's face and it was his turn to gasp.



   The boys turned me around so that my backside became the focal point of
everyone's interest and then back again to face the crowd.



   Then the altar boys went to get my father from the front pew and lead
him to me.  His gown was drawn up over his head and he was naked.  I was
still wearing my bra and stockings.  I was turned around placed on the
altar.  My shoes were removed, Vaseline was thoroughly applied to my pussy
and to my father's cock.  He climbed up on the altar and I lifted my legs.
His cock slid into me without any problem at all and as the crown cheered
he proceeded to fuck me.  He was so charged that he came in a couple of
minutes as I jerked myself off.  I am sure it had been beautiful to watch.



   Father Jim triggered a near stampede for the stairs when he announced
that the services were concluded.  There was no doubt that I had fired them
up and that they needed relief desperartely.  Even the little kids were
hurrying.  And the rule was that, other than fondling there was to be no
sex in the chapel because of the limited space.



   In a matter of minutes my father and I were alone and he took me in his
arms and held me tightly and whispered, "You have made me so happy.  I am
so proud of you."



   My mother came alongside to tell me how beautiful I looked and tell us
she was going downstairs to the dungeon.  "Let's plan to meet at around
two."



   The locker room was a show in itself.  There were rows of lockers where
men women and children were all getting undressed in very close quarters.
Young kids stared eagerly at adult genitalia and adults were just as
delighted by theirs.  It was a prelude to the fun that awaited them in the
sex room next door.



   Once in the sex room I was met by two young boys my age who introduced
themselves as Timmy and Jake.  Having been told in the introduction that I
was gay there was no doubt that they had sex in mind.  "Do you like being
fucked?" the one called Jake asked.



   "I do." I said.



   "You look just like a girl, is that because you like to fuck?"



   "I've just started fucking," I said.  "I've looked like this for some
time."



   "Well you look prettier than any girl I know and the fact that you have
a prick to go with it makes it all the better."



   "I take it you guys haven't been fucked yet."



   "I want to try it but my Dad says I'm too young," Timmy said..



   "Well.  you both can fuck me if you want.  Let's go find a place."



   We had just climbed on a bed when a young girl came alongside.

   She had a beautiful hairless pussy and tits that had just begun to
sprout.  "Will you fuck me?" she asked.



   "Honey bunch, you are very beautiful but I happen to be gay."



   "My brother is gay and he fucks me all the time," she said.



   Just then a tall handsome, middle aged man with a thin black mustache
appeared.  "Honeybunch, I am Carrie Simmons' father.  I will fuck you if
you want."



   The little girl's eyes went straight to his crotch where a sizable and
very hard cock presented itself.  I found myself picturing that big cock
slipping inside that little hairless pussy."Okay!" she said, reaching for
his hand.  And they were off.



   Around the room every manner of sexual coupling or tripling was taking
place.  And the sounds of sex, the pants and moans, the shouts and screams
of ecstasy filled the air.  Whether it was the children or the adults most
of the sex was homosexual.  It seemed that when people were into sex big
time making it with member.  of their own sex offered more thrills.



   It was Timmy who entered me first and Jake who gave me his cock to suck.
Jake was next was next while Timmy and I swapped spit.  It dawned on me as
I looked around that in my stockings and bra I was the only one in the room
with a stitch of clothes Jake took me over the top and I came in buckets.



   Across the room I saw my father locking lips with Brother Bart

   I saw the big black guy who had to be Butch with a beautiful women on
top and his huge cock half inside.  I saw Carrie Simmons father pouring the
coals to the little girl and the look on her face made it more than okay. I
saw a high school age girl with her head between the legs of an older
women. It was all so beautiful to see.  People taking so much pleasure from
sex.  Just beautiful to see.



   A hairy bear type approached our bed with that familiar smile and a
stiff cock.  "Hi, beautiful," he said to me.  "That was some introduction
you gave us this morning.  Just awesome.  Do you think you could find it in
your heart to let me fuck you?" I did and I did.  And I loved it.





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