A RELIGIOUS EXPERIENCE 2
Another Mike the Soccer Coach 05

By DannyR  (MM, M/b, MM/b, oral, anal, incest, pedo)
Copyright 2005.  All rights reserved.

Authors Reminder:  Dont forget that inquiring authors want to know -- what did you think?  So when youre done, put your fingers to a  dried-off, cleaned-up keyboard and start by typing:  dr_harris_81@hotmail.com.

DISCLAIMER:  Some folks apparently have trouble distinguishing between fantasy and reality.  This story is a fantasy.  It didnt happen.  Never will.  And anyone who attempts to do in real life all or any of the things depicted in the story needs to be hanged, then drawn and quartered, and then turned over to the cops for the harshest penalties the law allows. After that, well, hopefully everything Law and Order and the news say is true about child molesters in prison, is really true.  Now that were clear on whats what, and whats not, read on.


A RELIGIOUS EXPERIENCE 2

Bless me, father, for I have sinned.

A new voice.  Father Sean hadnt seen the man before he entered the confessional.  The voice was a deep bass, rich, cultured.  None of which fit the general image of the parishioners and others who attended mass at St. Pius, or whose children attended the parish school system in which Father Sean taught and coached a mostly-winning soccer team for preteen boys.  How long has it been since your last confession, my son?

A month, father.

Ah.  And just how have you sinned since then?  Father Sean stifled a yawn.  Mike, the assistant soccer coach at Jackson Elementary, one of St. Pius soccer rivals, had been so grateful for the priest providing him with the opportunity to meet another pedo father and fuck the mans six year old son, that hed arranged a get-together between Father Sean and nine-year-old Chrisone of the boys regularly getting sexed by Mike.  It had been a kind of late night, especially with such an enthusiastic boy-fuck, and expert cocksucker, as little Chris.  A real slut who liked to get used, but kind of tough.  He knew what he wanted, and demanded that he get it.  Father Sean had done his best to oblige, and his best was very good indeed.

Well, in deeds and in thoughts.

Tell me of the deeds, my son.

There was such a long pause that Father Sean almost prompted the man with another my son? when he began speaking.  I have a ten inch cock, Father.  Fairly thick, not unreasonably so.  Big balls that are always full of cum.  I get hard easy and often.  So I like to cum.

You sound blessed, my son.  Other men experience the same desires.  How are you any different?

Okay.  So the priest wasnt impressed by the size of his meat.  As far as swallowing ten inches, that was a matter of been-there-done-that for Father Flanagan, as Joseph well knew.  Wrong tack.  Im horny almost all the time, Father.

The silence from the other side of the confessional screen fairly screamed, So the fuck what?  Joseph hurried on, And, well, Ive been having sex with other men.  A lot of them.

More silence, and waiting.  Joseph couldnt believe he was making such a mess of this, not when he was so in control of himself.  Well, right after I finished my last confession, I went to a toilet in Hanover Park and got a blowjob through a gloryhole.

Joseph was determined to make the priest lose control, so Joseph could manipulate him into doing what he wanted.  He needed to unnerve him with his confession.  I was still horny, so the man gave up his ass to me and I went into his stall and fucked him while he was bent over the toilet.  He wasnt very good looking but damn he had a tight asshole.  He grunted really loud when I shoved it up inside him.  He worked my cock really good and it was a great cum.

Did you reciprocate?

What the fuck kind of question was that for a priest?  He was supposed to admonish him for his sin of gay sex.  And hell, no, he didnt fucking reciprocate.  The most he ever did was jack a guy off while fucking him, but only if it would humiliate him in some way.  He was a goddamn top, and men had the duty to please him.  He wanted to blurt out the explanation, or justification, but managed to just say, No, Father.

Go on, my son.

Joseph hurriedly got his mental list back in place.  Goddamn it, he was a goddamn good accountant, and accountants were goddamn good at lists.  I, uh, well  Jesus fucking Christ on a crutch.  Now he was stammering about who the fuck hed fucked and been sucked by.  

I went to Club Max, you know, the best fuuh, best club in town, and got the guy at the gate to give me a blowjob in the alley.  Hes married and has a couple of kids.  Talked him into giving up his cherry ass to me, too.  Hairy, hard buns, tight hole, a great fuck.

Ive got an intern working for me, a high school senior, queer as a three dollar bill though you might not guess, since he looks like a football player.  Bent him over my desk and got his cherry, too.  He was crying when he sucked me off afterwards, but those were tears of happiness.  Ive gotten two blowjobs and three fucks from him since my last confession.

I had a client who was behind on his payments suck me off in his office, and then he agreed to get his lover to let me fuck him in their bed, in exchange for an extension of time.

I went to my gym and got three blowjobs over a 90-minute period.  Once in the showers from a college student, once in the steam room from some man in his 60s, and once right out in the locker room where anyone could have walked in from the gym owner.

One of my clients is a large corporation.  I fucked the CEO in his office, down on all fours, with his Armani suit still on, except for his pants and boxers down at his knees.  When I left he was licking up his own cum.  I had to use the toilet before I left the building, and I got the CEOs assistant to come with me, clean up his boss cum and ass juices and then suck me off.

He waited, and after a short while, the priest asked, And did you reciprocate with any of these men?

Well, hell, no.  He was the fucking top, right?  He had this weird desire to really confess why he was in the confessional booth, and explain, but all he said was, No.

Still more silence.  Joseph let it ride, and after another short time, the priest said, And are these all of your sins in deed since your last confession?

Jesus.  Nothing fazed this man.  So Joseph played his second-to-last trump card.

I fucked Bishop Bernardi four times since my last confession.

Bishop Bernardi was one of the last priests Father Sean could imagine taking it up the ass.  The silence was provocative, as if the man confessing expected him to react with horror or amazement, but the priest let it last only a moment, before he said calmly, Go on, my son.

Joseph Howard had to give the priest points for control.  Not many men could react with no emotion to the news that their boss was regularly getting his ass dicked.  Okay, details then.

He likes getting dicked pretty regular.  About a week after my last confession, I fucked his ass in the back of his car.  His driver was watching, as usual, so when I was finished cumming, I had the driver drop spit on his own dick to get himself a bit slick, and then he climbed on and fucked the bishop, while the bishop cleaned my dick with his mouth.  I think he came when I did the second time, but Im not really sure.

Four days later, we had a meeting in his office.  He just wanted to suck me off, but I made him give up his ass again, and this time I fucked him so that he had a nice cum stain on his pants.  I told him he had to leave it there the rest of the day or I wouldnt sex him again.  He panicked, but Im sure he did it.

We had a really quick fuck in a toilet at a charity fund raiser.  He really cant get enough of my meat.

More silence.  More non-reaction from the priest, except for a very quiet, Thats three.

Okay.  Last trump card.  And this one ought to blow him away, have him begging Joseph to keep quiet.  The fourth time was a week ago.  About this time.  We were in a church.  We saw a priest with a big dick thrust out of his slacks come out of a confessional.  When the priest knelt down and started sucking off the man who came out the other side of the confessional, Bishop Bernardi begged me to give him a hard fucking.

He doesnt really like spit fucks, but he was so turned on by the sight of the priest laying on his back on a bench across the church, while this man with a long slender dick mouth fucked him, that he didnt care.  The bishop came when the young man fucking the priests throat did, and I made him do it in his robe so everyone could see.  Bishop Bernardi was apparently very turned on by the mans fantasies about fucking his baby boy while he was being fucked by the priest and he was sucking some man named Don.  I didnt cum until the priest did, right down the throat of the parishioner, and me up the ass of the bishop.  When we were done, I played with his hole so hed have a big cum stain front and back.

And was that the last of your sins of deed since your last confession, my son?

Goddamn it!  The fucking priest wouldnt react to anything.  Here Joseph had just told him hed been seen by his own bishop and someone else sucking off a parishioner and then face fucking the man, and the priest didnt blink.  Verbally or vocally.  Shit.  Fuck.  Goddamn it to fucking hell!  Yes, father.

Father Sean took a carefully silent deep breath.  First the Protestants, and now it seemed the Catholics with a fag problem were starting to come out of the woodwork.  At first hed been appalled by the thought that hed been caught with Carl, but within a second or two he realized the man in the confessional couldnt harm him without harming himself. 

So, my son, with none of these men or young men who gave you pleasure did you...er...perform fellatio, or allow them to have anal intercourse with you on the...er...bottom?

Goddamnit you stupid fucking priest!  Of course not.  Im a fucking goddamn top!  No, Father.

There was a short silence, in which Joseph began to squirm.  Shit.  This wasnt working out at all like hed planned.  The priest knew he couldnt disclose what hed just been told, so really, all Joseph had to do was say nothing more than that he and the bishop had watched in shock and dismay as Father Flanagan flagrantly and with a complete lack of piety participated in obscene and grossly sinful acts in a holy place.  The priest knew he was vulnerable. He should have been upset and nervous, and considering how queer he was, turned on and maybe horny too from the rest of it. And he wasnt!

Actually, Father Sean was.  Big time.  Huge, humongous, fucking out of this world big time.  Hed been caught.  Granted, by someone who probably didnt want to risk himself by telling what he saw, but the fact was, if he did, all hed have to say is that he and the bishop watched with dismay at what had happened between Father Sean and Carl.  He stalled for more time to think of a way out.  Very well, my son, is that all of your sins of commission?

Shit.  Fuck, piss, goddamnit.  Yes.

And your sins of thought.

Okay.  Time to shit or get off the pot.  The damned priest hadnt broken, so did he go for it, or just shut the fuck up and ask for whatever penance the priest would impose?  Joseph paused, and then truly confessed.  Uh, well, ysee, its what happened with the priest. You know, the one who was sucking and getting sucked by some man from a confessional?

I remember what you said.

Well, its about what the man was talking about when he was face fucking the priest.  I cant get it out of my head.

The proverbial light blinked on above Father Seans thick black hair.  What is it, my son?

Its, well, ysee, uh, oh damn, uh Im sorry, but, well, the man was getting a blow job while he was talking about fucking his baby boy while the priest fucked his ass.  And I havent been able to get that picture out of my head.  I mean, Jesus man, Ive been fucking guys and getting sucked off since I was thirteen, and Ive never felt this way before.

What way, my son?

Horny all the goddamned time.  I usually only get stiff when I see a piece of ass I want or a mouth I want to suck me off.  But, damn, it seems like Ive been hard ever since then.  And all the pictures in my head.

What pictures?

Uh, well, me getting sucked by some little kid.  I mean, damn, Father!, Ive never thought of that before.  But I cant get it out of my mind.  Some little boy laying on his back and raising his legs so I can plow his boy cunt.  Or getting fucked doggy-style. Or letting me deep-fuck his tiny throat.  Shit, I keep having to go to the john so I can jack off or I wont be able to get through the day at work.

And how old are the boys in these fantasies?

Young, Father.  Joseph gulped.  Stayed silent.  Admitted the truth.  Really young.  Ten, eleven.  But younger, too.  Four, five, six.  Maybe even younger than that.  Hell, Ive never even seen a kid that young naked, but now I cant stop thinking about how good it would feel to have that tiny mouth suck on the head of my prick, even if I couldnt get any more than that in his face.  Or maybe slide some of my dick in his tiny tight butthole, shit, it wouldnt have to be a lot, just the head would be enough to make me cum.  I want to fuck and suck with little boys while their fathers watch and help me.  Or their grandfathers or uncles.  Or even other men.  All of us.  Gang fucking a little boy slut who loved every inch inside his cunt, every load of cum filling him up and oozing out of his hole.

And what is it you are seeking from me, my son?  Absolution?  There was a pause.  Or something more?

Time for the truth.  Hed go fucking mad if he didnt find out.  More, Father.  I want you to find me a little boy who wants to suck me and take my dick up his boy cunt.

Father Sean didnt bother denying what the unseen parishioner had seen.  Didnt bother denying that he knew of little boys who loved to have their boy cunts filled with man cock, who couldnt get enough of swallowing daddy juices from man dicks. Very well, my son.  But it will cost you.

Fuck!  The priest was renting the kids out now?  Well, if he had to....  Uh, I dont have a lot of cash on me.  But I could go to an ATM.  Joseph stopped speaking when the priest started to laugh.

No money, my son.  But its payback time.  Or rather, pay it forward since you cant go back and repay those you owe.

Huh?  It wasnt often that Joseph was at a loss for words.  This was definitely one of those rare times.

Remember all those assholes and mouths you fucked and then walked away?  Now its your turn to serve.  If a boy and his daddy come to have sex with you, and daddy wants you to suck him while his boy does you, or if daddy wants to fuck your ass while youre buried inside his little boy, he gets what he wants.  And so do I.  Here and now.

Give the priest a blowjob here in the church?  Bend over for him?  No fucking way.  Sorry, Father, but Im strictly a top.  Never have bottomed, never  Joseph stopped.  For just an instant an image tugged at his mind, a little black boy sucking the head of a very large black dick, and then it was gone.  Shit.  Just what hed been fantasizing about, that was all.

Very well, my son.  God gives us all freedom of choice.  Now, for your penance

Wait!  The priest stopped speaking.  Goddamn it all to fucking hell.  This was blackmail.  He so didnt need this shit.  He had a great life; he could get as much goddamn sex as he wanted without....  Well, fuck.  He wasnt going to find out about his attraction to little boys if he said no.  Okay.  So hed suck off the priest.  And then when daddy and son showed up, hed let daddy know what the rules of the game were about who got fucked and who got sucked.  Fine.  You win.

Despite the sulking tone in the mans voice, Father Sean didnt gloat.  There wasnt any need to.  Indeed, my son.  Now, what were going to do is this.  Youre going to step out of the confessional.  If the church is empty youll tell me so, and then youll drop your pants to your ankles, kneel, and tell me when youre hard.  Then Im going to come out and stand in front of you and fuck your mouth.  Agreed?

Shit.  Piss.  Fuck.  Yes, Father.

Joseph did as he was told and found that his cock was already hard and leaking before hed even unzipped and dropped to his knees.  He told the priest he was hard and then shut his eyes.  He might have to suck his first cock...no, not his first...waitnow where did that thought come from?... but he didnt have to look at it.  Well, fuck, apparently he did.  The priest had just told him to open his eyes.  He obeyed.

Joseph found himself with an up close and very personal view of a massive piece of nine-inch tube steak; hed been sure the priest was big-dicked when he and the bishop had been watching the suck-offs, but he couldnt be sure.  Now he was.

Whats your name?

Joseph.  Joseph Howard.  He couldnt tear his eyes away from that huge cock knob, which was starting to ooze thick precum.

And how did you come to know our bishop sointimately?  Father Sean stroked his cock lightly, and moved his hips forward so that the ooze wiped across Josephs mouth.  Josephs lips parted immediately.

Im the accountant for the diocese.  I caught him giving a blowjob to his assistant when I arrived early for a meeting.

Father Sean chuckled, and wiped the leaking precum onto Josephs cheeks and across his lips again.  Do you know where this cock was last, my son?

Joseph didnt take his eyes off the cock, or even speak. He licked his lips to get a taste and then shook his head.

Up the cunt of a little boy, my son.  Nine years old.  Of course it had been down his throat a couple of times before that.  And in his ass too.  But the last time he was so slick with all that cum I didnt last too long in spite of the cums Id already had.  I havent showered yet, so you ought to be able to smell cum and ass juices, some leftover piss, and just general man scent down there.

Put your mouth on my cock, my son, and then inhale through your nose.

Joseph did as he was told.  And he was lost.  And very fucking confused.  The wide leaking cock knob felt sorightso goddamned fucking right in his mouth.  Like it belonged there.  And that smell.  Hot.  Raunchy.  Better than poppers right now.  Jesus! it was turning him on, just like it always Always?  Where the fuck did that come from?  He shoved the thought aside, took more of the cock into his mouth and moaned softly.  Only it was abruptly withdrawn.  Mouth open he looked up at the priest.

Father Sean was putting his cock, not without a bit of difficulty, back inside his pants.  Stand up, Joseph.  Get yourself together.  He almost smiled at the look of dismay on his face.  No, were not done.  Its just that I think you need acounseling session in my office.

Joseph couldnt have agreed more, especially if it was going to get him closer to a boys tight little hole.  He followed the priest out of the church and to the counseling office.  There was a very faint odor of cum and hot sex in the room.  Get naked, my son.

Joseph obeyed, wondering why the my son was also a turn on.  Hell, he knew from the church records that the priest was 37, almost 38, so he was only six years older than Joseph.  The words made him think, though, of his grandfather, whod sometimes called him that.  Whoa.  Where the fuck was that from?  His grandfather had died when he was nine and hed never said anything like that.  Joseph shook his head as if the movement would clear the wisps of fog inside.

Father Sean returned from the desk with a cell phone, and started punching in a number.  Get my pants down, and when I sit down, get on all fours and start licking my balls.

Joseph looked up from where he was lapping at the priests fat hairy balls, soaking them, swirling them around inside his mouth one at a time.  His grandfather had enjoyed -- Enjoyed?  Enjoyed what?  The memory was gone.

Mike!  Father Sean here.  Yes, fine.  You were right.  Chris cunt is an incredible fuck.

Joseph couldnt help himself.  He moaned.

No.  Im not alone.  Theres a big-dicked naked man on all fours in front of me.  Licking my balls and now hes sucking my dick.  No, Mike, I know you cant do phone sex while youre drivingI can hear the traffic.  But if Jimmy is with you Ill bet your cock is getting played with.  The priest laughed.

How far away are you?  That close?  Why?  Well, what if I told you I had one of your fantasies right here in my office?  Hes not a daddy, so he doesnt have a little boy to share, but you think Jimmy might like being shared?  Father Sean laughed again.  Yeah, yeah, I know.  What a little slut.  Okay.  See you in five.  The doors unlocked.

Father Sean flipped the cell phone shut, set it down on the table beside the chair, and then  gently but firmly took hold of the sides of Josephs head.  Your first father and your first little boy will be here soon, Joseph.  So lets train that mouth of yours a bit.  If you can take most of my cock without gagging too much, youll be able to suck down all of Mikes if thats what he wants.

The priest held onto Josephs head tightly, and then lowered his face toward the priests crotch.  And kept on lowering, very slowly, until Josephs nose was buried in the priests raunchy pubes and the priests cock head was buried deep in Josephs throat.  Without gagging once.  And now he was swirling his tongue around the priests cock, inhaling the priests scent over and over again, and moaning, almost whimpering.  What a fucking turn-on.  And what a fucking natural talent.  A talent like that shouldnt be wasted.  And Father Sean was just the man to see that it wasnt.  He knew a lot of men and boys who could make good use of a mouth and throat this skilled.

He pulled Josephs mouth up off his cock, leaving it standing tall and slick and shiny.  Josephs eyes were glazed, and he said softly, almost to himself.  Thats so good.  It felt just likejust like

Just like what, Joseph?

Joseph shook himself and brought his attention outward again.  II dont know.

Well, you do know youre likely to get fucked in a little while, dont you?

Joseph nodded, dismay andsomething elsecrossing his expression.

Turn around and get your butt in the air.

Joseph did, and Father Sean could barely restrain himself from dropping to his knees and shoving his meat into that black pucker as hard and fast as he could.  What an incredible fucking butt.  The priest knelt behind the accountant, leaned over, and using his hands to spread the cheeks apart, first sniffed and then licked his long and talented tongue over the hole.  Joseph whimpered.  The priest licked again and again, getting the hole wet, and finally getting his tongue inside.  Damn but he loved the taste of assholes, especially when he was tongue-fucking one, and the man or boy was enjoying it.

Joseph was definitely enjoying the attention to his hole.  The priest reached underneath him and found a stiff and leaking prick.  He stroked it lightly.  Damn, but it felt good.  About as long as Carls, and a bit thicker.  Another good boy fucker.  And it was also sure the fuck going to feel good down his throat or up his ass.  But that would have to wait.  Right now was mostly about repayment. Well, that, and getting to watch this stud fuck and suck little Jimmy.

Father Sean sat back on his haunches, listening to Josephs light panting breaths.  He wet his forefinger thoroughly and placed the tip at Josephs hole.  Sometimes when you get fucked, theyll use lube on you.  A lot of them prefer spit.  My Grampa Leo liked spit when he fucked me.

He pushed and the pucker opened to him.  And his finger slid all the way in, until he could feel a very large walnut-lump inside the fuck tube.  As tight as the hole was, and as hard as the ass walls were clamping down on the finger, it was stilloddhow easily the finger went into the hole of a man who always topped.  The priest mentally shrugged.  Another natural talent Joseph would learn to develop, and pretty damned fast.  He stroked in and out a couple of times and then heard the door open and close.

Joseph tensed, every muscle in his body taut with fear at the thought of being found in this humiliating position.  Father Sean kept on with the slow, even strokes.  Either it was Mike and Jimmy, and the real games would start.  Or it was someone else and the two men on the floor were royally fuckedand not in any way either one would enjoy.

Oh, daddy, hes so black! Jimmy blurted out in a high-pitched squeal of obvious delight.

Joseph and the priest looked over their left shoulders.  Jimmy was standing in front of his father, with both hands over his mouth, his eyes wide and embarrassed and every visible inch of skin flaming with a bright red blush.  And there was a lot of visible skin.  He was barefoot, and the only thing he was wearing was a pair of thin and very short shortswhich did nothing to conceal the stiff little prick inside them.

Mike stood behind his son, hands on his shoulders.  He gave the boy a little shake, but didnt rebuke him.  Fuck, yeah, the man on all fours with the priests finger ass fucking him was black.  The kind of black Mike had never seen in real life, just in an occasional picture or movie.  No brown or mahogany tones at all, just a rich black so dark it seemed to suck some of the light out of the room.  And in just a little whilea very little while if Mike had anything to say about itMike would indeed get one of his favorite fantasies enacted.  A black stud using his gloriously eager slut-boy.

Mike slid his hands down his boys chest, and twisted his stiff little tits.  Jimmy leaned back into his daddy and moaned.  He looked up.  Daddy?  Please, daddy?

Mike nodded.  Jimmy immediately unbuttoned the top of his shorts, slithered out of them, and darted over to the pair on the floor.  He dropped to his knees.  Mister, can I suck your dick?  Please, mister?

A slender white boy, all naked, with his own little stiffy standing straight out above hairless tight boy balls was asking if he could suck Josephs cock? He spurted precum at the thought and just nodded.

Oh, wow!  Before the adults could shift into a different position, Jimmy was on his back and wriggling underneath Joseph, who lifted his left arm out of the way and then put it back down once the boy was underneath him in a 69 position.  Father Sean had moved his hand away and Joseph could feel the boys warm breath on his meat.  Then a little tongue licked and swiped at his piss slit.

Jeez, daddy, hes got a big one.  Biggest Ive ever seen.

Father Sean and Mike chuckled.  Joseph was having difficulty breathing.  As experienced a slut as the boy now was, he sounded like hed had a thousand men to compare with.  The priest and the father knew the reality:  it was only six.  But then, hed made the most of all of them.  Joseph stopped breathing altogether when the boys warm, soft lips sucked in the head of Josephs dick and then slid up to take in a couple of inches of shaft.  He just braced himself with his head bowed as the boy sucked back and forth.

The priest and Mike had gotten naked and stood above the pair on the floor.  Father Sean bent over and slid a hairy finger up Josephs butt and pulled it out.  Cmon, guys, lets move so Jimmy can have more fun.

Father Sean had been taught well by his own daddy, especially the techniques for taking all of a man dick down his throat.  The one he liked best was laying on his back with his head dropped down.  The priest dropped a pad on the low coffee table, and soon had Jimmy draped across it on his back.  Joseph leaned over him, looking down in awe as Jimmy opened those puffy pink lips wide and then Joseph watched as with a slow movement of his hips he began to slide all of his cock into the mouth and throat of this fucking hot white boy.  Hed never had a blowjob from a man or teen that could compare.

Do you want Mikes cock up your ass while you face fuck his little boy?

Joseph had forgotten about that in the haze of his first boy suck and his head lifted to look up at the priest who was kneeling at the boys feet, which dangled over the edge of the table.  The priests thick cock, wide piss slit and hairy body made a horny sight in contrast to the boys pale hairless nakedness and the tiny boy prick standing up from the kids crotch.  Joseph shook himself mentally.  Fuck no he didnt want any cock up his ass.  He didnt want the priests cock down his throat again either.  He was a goddamned top, thats what he fucking was, doing what tops do bestfucking faces or fucking assholes.

The look on Father Seans face cured him of any belief he had a choice.  He either got fucked or the boy suck, and any chance of a boy fuck, were over.  He was aware that his voice sounded sullen when he said, Yeah.  He dropped his head, admiring the boys cock and balls and looking back again to where his hips were slowly fucking his incredibly hard rod into that warm little mouth.

The priests right hand cupped his chin and made him look up again.  No, Joseph, you have to ask for it.

Hed always had to ask for it.  That way they knew he wasnt being forced, that he truly wantedwhat the fuck?  He never asked for sex.  He just said what he wanted and the man either agreed or got the fuck out.  And who were they?  Joseph blinked hard and focused on the here and now.
	
Okay.  Mike, go ahead and fuck me.

Jimmy, Im sorry, but youre going to have to stop sucking on Joseph.  He just realized he has to get dressed and leave.

Jimmy recognized that tone of command.  Hed heard it often when the priest power-fucked him for the first of several times.  He stopped sucking and managed to get the cock out of his mouth.  He didnt move, though.  Maybe he couldnt suck, but he could at least admire the fat balls hanging over his face and the way the mans cock was all shiny and oozing precum.

Joseph recognized the tone, too, and surrendered.  He wanted to blow his load down the little kids throat, not go home and probably never know what the fuck it was like to have a boy this young, or fuck, even younger.  He took a deep breath.  He could do this.  He would.  Mike, Im sorry for what I sounded like.  IId really like to try your dick up my hole while your boy sucks me.  Andand cum up my ass if you want.  Its just, well, be gentle is such a fucking clich, but Ive never  He didnt finish the sentence because something inside him was saying it wasnt true.  Which was fucking bullshit.  His first fuck was a neighbor boy, when they were both thirteen, and then the boys father.  And hed been topping ever since.

Ever since?  Why was that important?  But then he was distracted by the feel of Mikes cock head pushing into his hole.  He gasped at the pain, and then something clicked! inside him, he relaxed his hole and Mike found himself buried to the balls.  And Jimmys mouth was back on his dick, swallowing him.  And his head was being held and lowered.  He opened his mouth and did his own swallowingevery fat fucking inch of the priests meat.  He was in fucking heaven.  Nothing, but nothing was better than cock in his hole, cock in his mouth, and lips around his dick.

Joseph stopped moving.  Hed never --  But fuck, he had!  And then he remembered.  All of it.  And started to panic.

He shook his head, struggled briefly and the priest let him go.  He pulled away.  Please.  Stop.  No more.  I mean, just, give me a minute.  Jimmy stopped sucking and Mike made to withdraw his dick, but Joseph reached behind him and stopped him.  Please.  Uh, leave your dick inside.

Mike dropped back on his haunches and the tall sweating black man followed him.  Mike nearly moaned.  Despite not understanding what the fuck was going on, his cock was steel hard, and the heat inside Josephs hole was like a goddamned steel furnace.  Joseph was sitting upright, bracing himself on the table, his cock thrust up and out, his heavy balls dangling against Mikes near the floor.  Josephs voice was hesitant. Uh, Mike, would you, uh, would you work my tits?

No, daddy, let me.  Mike didnt have time to say anything because Jimmy was on his knees on the table, stroking his hands over the slick, very black, very muscular chest, before grabbing onto the wide nipples and squeezing.  Hard.

Oh, Christ, yeah! Joseph moaned.  And then he put his hands on the almost-frail looking white forearms and stopped him.

Joseph looked at Father Sean, whose eyes widened just a little at what Joseph knew he saw in his own eyes.  Fear.  He gave himself a mental shake. Knew he had to do this.  Had to tell someone, and who better than a pedo priest and a pedo father?

I have done this before.  With my grandfather.  He raised me after my dad ran off and my mother died.  Oh, man, I was sucking his dick almost from the time I was a baby and loving every second of it.  If getting his dick head inside my hole and filling me with cum a second later counts, then he took my cherry when I was three.  It took me almost two years, though, before he could give me a really good fuck.  Long and slow, or short, fast and hard, or sometimes both.

Joseph began stroking his own meat, moving his hips around and up and down on Mikes cock.  Eyes closed, lost in his memories, he didnt see the priest slide his dick up Jimmys pre-lubed hole, or hear the boys whimper when his boy-tits got twisted hard.  Just like the boy liked.

I was five when he introduced me to two of his friends.  One from work, the other from about a block away. He held me on his lap, with his stiff meat against my butt, while the two men stripped off.  Two big black men, one of them real hairy and stocky, the other slighter and almost hairless except around his cock and balls.  Two big dicks.  I had my own stiffy going, too.

Joseph increased his stroke speed and moaned when Mike started working his tits.  Everyone was all sexed up but eagerly listening to Joseph.

Well, son, granddad asked, would you like to do something with these two men?  I remember they came close.  Both were uncut and they smelled.  Granddad always smelled clean when he was sexing me, but these two, they smelled like end of the day sweat and piss and general raunch, and oh man, what a turn on that smell was.  I just nodded my head.

 No, son, you have to ask them.  And me, too.  Tell us what you want us to do.  It was like Id been told I could have all the candy I wanted and to just choose.  Or get anything I wanted for my birthday.  I was a precocious kid and I knew just what I wanted.  So I told them.  I wanted Ben to fuck my boy cunt, and James to fuck my mouth, and granddad to suck my dickie.  Granddad had taught me well.  Ben was fatter than my granddad, so I squealed kind of loud when he shoved in, but James shut me up with his dick.

I was impaled on Bens cock while he was kneeling and James sort of squatted over my granddad, his balls resting on granddads head while James face fucked me.  Oh, Christ I loved getting fucked and sucking dick and getting sucked all at the same time!

Joseph was breathing heavily, loving the feel of Mikes hot cock up inside him.  He opened his eyes and then widened them at the hot fucking sight of the priests very wide very fat dick sliding easily in and out of the kids butt, while the boy had a look of utter bliss on his face.  And Joseph knew what he had to do.  He had to ask for what he wanted.

He did.

A few minutes later he was on all fours again.  Father Seans meat was up inside his ass, pounding him hard, making up for all the years Joseph had missed having it all -- being able to top and bottom.  Mikes slimy cock, covered with Josephs ass juices and the combined smell of Mikes crotch and Josephs hole, was ramming in and out of Josephs wide open mouth, while Mike held tight to the sides of Josephs head in order to control the hard mouth fuck.  Beneath him, the white boy was eagerly slurping down as much of the black dick as he could.  But the story had gotten them all so turned on that they werent going to last long.  Mike was living his fantasy of watching a stud black man suck him off while his own kid sucked black prick, and played with heavy black balls.  Jimmy was in ecstasy over his first black cock and just the fact he was sucking a new dick.  The priest was heavily in lust with this new man cunt.

Without warning Joseph began spewing thick ropes of cum down the little boys throat, and Jimmy just gulped and gulped and gulped and swallowed every salty drop.  The clamping down of Josephs ass muscles set the priest off with a loud grunt, and Mike rammed his cock one last time deep into Josephs throat and spewed his own creamy loud into an eager cocksuckers mouth.

When the adults were done cumming they were still hard.  Joseph asked Father Sean to keep his prick inside him.  Mike reached down and scooped up a last drop or two of his cum off the end of his dick and licked it off his fingers.  Jimmy hadnt cum yet and Joseph wanted to rectify that.  He pulled Jimmy upright and leaned over to kiss him, their mouths opening wide to share the remains of Josephs cum and Mikes cum.  One of Josephs large hands began playing with the boys bare cock and balls, while he slid first one and then two fingers inside the boys hole, playing with his immature little prostate gland.

But Mike wanted to know more.  Joseph, whats the rest of it?

Jimmy spread his legs and leaned back against his father as Joseph continued shoving his fingers in and out of the hot boy cunt, while tenderly stroking the little pricklet.  Joseph concentrated on pleasuring the little boy, but he was still able to tell them.

Id been an eager little cocksucker and easy ass for granddad for years by then.  But that day, when the three men got through with me, hell, all three of them fucked my boy cunt and fucked my mouth, I was hooked on adult men.  Granddad had told me to ask for what I wanted, and I did.  Every damned chance I got.  He chuckled.  

I dont think granddad, Ben and James quite realized what a boy slut theyd turned loose on the world.  The first time was in a grocery store a week or so later.  I saw one of the men who worked there take off his apron and head for the restrooms.  He had a nice bulge in his crotch, and I knew what I wanted.  Granddad let me go to the bathroom by myself, and when I was in there the man was pissing at a urinal.  I walked up to the urinal next to him, which was much too tall for me anyway, dropped my pants to the floor, and then tugged on his trousers.  He looked down and saw a half-naked little black boy next to him.  His eyes bulged.  They got even wider when I asked if I could suck his dick.  He stammered out that I shouldnt say things like that but I said my granddad had always told me to ask for what I wanted, and did he want me to go get granddad to tell him it was okay?

He very quickly said no, but he still looked strange.  Looking back I realize his problem.  He was straight, married, not very good looking so why would someone come on to him, on duty and this little black kid wants to give him a blow job.  His dick head overrode his other head and his cock got hard.  He looked at the door, and then kind of pulled me along into one of the stalls.  He unzipped, dropped his pants and sat down.  As I kind of duck-walked to him he put one hand up to my face and asked me how old I was.  When I said I was five, he just muttered, Aw, Christ, Im a sick fuck, but didnt stop me when I bent over and started sucking him.  He had a nice warm smell.  I could even taste his leftover piss.  I got his dick really wet and he was beginning to kind of moan when I stopped and straightened up.

He was about to say something, but shut up when I asked him if hed fuck me.  Once again he didnt know what to do, what with his head saying he was definitely a very sick fucker if he did, and his dick saying it would love to get buried in a warm place.  His dick won out again.  He nodded, I stepped out of my shorts and scrambled up on his lap, turned around so my back was to him, and then had him hold his dick up while I lowered myself on it.  He groaned real loud when he was all the way in.

I guess we hadnt heard the door open, because thats when a voice asked, Tom, is that you?  The man with the dick up my cunt said it was, and when his friend asked him what was wrong he sort of stammered something about it being hard right now, which I thought was funny but I knew to keep my mouth shut.  The man told him the boss was looking for him so hurry the fuck up.  Then he left.  Thank God he didnt notice a pair of boys shorts draped over the mans trousers down there on the floor of the stall.

The man sounded nervous, when he said we needed to hurry up, but he wasnt about to give up his first and probably only fuck of a five-year-old black boy.  Hell, any young boy.  I knew granddad would probably be wondering what was going on, too, so I began moving up and down and squeezing my cunt muscles like granddad had taught me for when he was in a hurry, too.  The man started shoving up inside me and I could tell we were both going to cum so I had him clamp his hand over my mouth because back then I squealed a hell of a lot.  We both came real hard.  When I was sure he was done I pulled up and off his meat, and then got to the floor so I could turn around and suck him clean, just like I was supposed to.  Now that he was done with his boy fuck, the man got kind of panicked and he quickly got dressed and almost ran out of the toilet.  I squatted a little with my hand under my ass and squeezed a few big blobs of his cum out of my ass so I could have a taste.  He was my first white meat.

When I walked out the door, there was granddad.  He just looked at me and asked if everything came out all right.  I liked that silly joke so I told him it had and that everything had gone in all right, too.  Granddad just smiled, and after that he took me lots of places where I could ask for what I wanted.  Toilets all over the city, parks, train and bus stations.  I loved being a public slut.  But my favorite was this old theatre.  It wasnt porn when we started going there, but a lot of men were there over lunch and after work.  Sometimes Id sit on a mans lap while we watched a musical, with his dick up my cunt and granddad watching me and jacking off, usually.  Other times a man would take me to the mens room or up in the balcony.

Joseph stopped, took a deep breath.  Well, wed be here for a month or so if I told you about all of the men who sucked me or fucked me or who had me suck them after that time with Ben, James and my granddad.  It went on like that for another three years.  Then granddad got sick.  Cancer.  I didnt want to leave him by himself in the house, so the outings pretty much stopped.  And granddad, well, he couldnt any more.  Once in a while he had Ben or James come over to pleasure me.  I didnt think it was fair since granddad couldnt at least jack off while I was having fun, but he insisted.

My father showed up a few months later.  Granddad had a bit of money, not a lot, and my father was his son.  He heard about granddad being sick, so he moved back in, being all nice about how sorry he was for running off, and wanting to be a good son and father and bullshit like that.  He was really good looking and I confided to granddad that I really wanted to have sex with my daddy, but he told me very sternly that I could never ask him, because he didnt approve of what granddad and I and all those men had been doing, even though I wanted it and loved every second of every fuck.  So there I was, almost nine, an experienced boy slut, perpetually horny and unable to get anybody to sex me.

Then granddad died and I knew I was going to have to live with my father.  Granddad had told me my father would get the house and enough money to pay the bills as long as he made a good home for me.  When we got back there after the funeral I was crying so hard I could barely see.  I needed someone to hold me and sex me so the pain would go away, and I forgot what granddad told me and asked my father if hed please, please, please fuck me.

He just stood there.  And then he asked me real soft what I meant.  And well, hell, it all spilled out.  Not every dick up my boy cunt, or load of cum down my mouth.  But enough.  No man had ever said no, and I thought hed take me in his arms and give me the kind of loving fuck I needed.  That was the first time he beat me.

Josephs voice was soft and bitter.  Not because I had sex with another male.  Oh, no. He had no fucking problem with that, he told me.  Assholes and faggot mouths were great for when no women were around.  But no son of his was going to be a faggot who sucked dick and got his ass fucked.  I guess he figured it wasnt queer for a man to get his dick sucked and fuck a tight asshole, but the one whose mouth or butt was being used was faggot scum.

He beat me whenever he thought I was looking at a man with sex in mind.  Or for just looking.  He made me suck him off or fucked my hole, and then beat me for not being manly and allowing myself to be used.  Everywhere I turned he was humiliating me and telling me I wasnt a man, and by god he was going to do whatever the fuck it took to make me into a man.

Joseph had gone on finger-fucking the boy while he was talking, but Jimmy leaned forward and brushed some of Josephs tears away and kissed his cheek.  He managed a smile.  By the time I was thirteen, everything about my granddad was buried so far inside it didnt exist any more.  I was a top from then on, and not a very pleasant one I guess, although I always made sure my partners at least got off, even if it was just them jacking off while I watched and played with myself.  I was thirteen, too, when I decided I was going to make something of myself and get away from my father and the old neighborhood.  And I did.

He looked at Mike and Jimmy, felt the priests arms come around his chest and belly and hug him, even while the priests cock flexed inside him and made him yearn for more.  He leaned into the embrace and flushedalthough no one could see itat the priests soft kiss on the side of his head.  He slowly pulled his fingers out of the boys hole.  Jimmy, is it okay if I fuck you? he asked, looking out of the corner of his eye at Mike for approval.  

Mike had no problem with the request.  Over the years, while he was jacking off, or getting a blow job from his son, or the other two boys, he often fantasized about watching one or all of them being fucked by a big-dicked black man.  The thought of black meat stretching his young sons cunt wide and then plowing that boy hole good and hard was his favorite.  He nodded.

The priest regretfully slid his meat out of the tight hot man cunt, and moved to stand next to Mike.  They shared dick stroking duty with each other while they watched Joseph carefully put Jimmy on his back, lift his butt until he was almost curled into a ball and then bend over and give the boy a tongue-fucking hed never forget.  In seconds Jimmy was whimpering and tossing his head back and forth, and then suddenly he was writhing and shouting and shaking in an incredibly hard dry cum.  Joseph kept right on slicking up the boy hole while the boy recovered, and father and priest breathed with great difficulty.  Two minds, one thought:  Fuck!  Jimmy had never cum before just from a tongue fucking.

And then the main course of the meal.  Joseph dropped more spit on his cock knob and pushed it against the boy cunt that had been loosened up by finger and tongue fucking.  The head and three inches slid right in.  Joseph managed to restrain himself from plunging the rest of the way, holding still so the boy could adjust.  Jimmy just heaved a sigh of pleasure and said, Oh, daddy, Ive got a big black cock part way up my white boy cunt.

Joseph smiled to himself.  If the boy liked dirty talk, then dirty talk hed get.  He opened his mouth, but Jimmy started again.  Can I, well, can I ask for what I want?

Was the Vatican in Rome?  The adults immediately agreed.

Okay.  Jimmy grinned a little.  This was going to be great.  I want Joseph to slam his dick all the way up my fucking cunt, hard, even if I scream or beg him to stop.  And I want him to fuck me really, really hard.  And I want you two to cum all over my face.

Three great minds, one great thought:  Fuck, yeah!

Mike and Father Sean knew that Jimmy had come to love rough fucks, especially if his nips were getting worked on hard as well, although they werent sure Jimmy quite knew what he was asking for, since hed never had a dick as big as Josephs in his mouth or up his hole.  Father and father decided to help their boy get through what was coming.  The knelt beside his head, let their stiff pricks drip precum on his face, and then each had a hand holding the boys shoulders down so he couldnt move, and the other hand ready at his nips.

Mike looked down between his boys wide-spread legs at the rosy ass lips all swollen around the night black cock knob that was just barely inside the kids pussy hole.  Fuck my son! he commanded and then he and the priest twisted the boys nips as hard as theyd ever done, as Joseph lunged his hips forward, just as hed been asked to do.  Hard.  Very hardand very fast.

The young boys usual high-pitched squeal when tit work sent lightning bolts of pleasure to his boy-meat turned into a scream of near agony as his cunt was stuffed with longer and thicker meat than had ever been in there before, and then the scream turned into a wail of sheer pleasure. He moaned as Joseph began to slowly pull all those inches out again.  Oh, daddy, I took all that big black cock in my cunt, didnt I?

Mike was panting, too.  Yes, son, you did.  Your hole looks awesome, so pale and white as it sucks all that dark meat up inside.  And hes going to do it again.

Joseph did.  And again and again and again.  He began ramming the little cunt like the piston on a race car engine at top speed, while the boy squealed and wailed and moaned and thrashed through three dry cums one right after the other.  And between the noises Jimmy kept begging Joseph to fuck him harder, faster, deeper. Joseph was out of his mind with lust, fully aware of what the boy slut howling underneath him was feeling from his own boy slut experiences, images roiling around in his mind of more boys to fuck and suck and fathers and other men to use him, too, while he used their boys.  It was too fucking much.  He pulled completely out of Jimmy, looked down at the raw gaping pussy hole, and then shoved himself balls-deep back inside and with a loud howl of his own that shook the walls of the room, he did a cum version of Krakatoa in the boys cunt.

He held himself in place, quivering with every shot of hot cum against the boys hot pussy walls, opening his eyes in time to see the last few fisting strokes of Mike and Father Sean as they covered the boys face with thick streams of cum.  Jimmy quivered and thrashed through another dry cum and then became very still, his little chest rising and falling slowly.

Tenderly now, Joseph withdrew from the boys ass, cupping one hand beneath the still-wide hole to catch the cum that had begun oozing out.  He leaned forward and then with his lips and tongue licked and sucked all the man cream off of Jimmys face.  He straightened to his knees and offered up his palm.  Mike leaned over and licked up the spooge.  The three men relaxed back onto the floor, their limp dicks sagging, temporarily worn out.  Even the boys perpetual hard had gone away.

Father Sean reached out and pulled Joseph in for a deep kiss.  The old Joseph surged up again for a second, shouting that real men didnt kiss other men, but the new Joseph told the old one to shut the fuck up or get really fucked up.  He leaned into the kiss and enjoyed every deep tongue moment of it.  Mikes turn was next, and then Father Sean and Mike kissed.

Sitting cross-legged, with one hand fondling his soft dick, Joseph looked at the priest and said, Father?

Yes, my son? the priest replied.

Will you bless me, Father, for I have sinnedmightily.

Father Sean managed to keep a straight face.  I know, my son.

And could you perhaps give me extra blessings?

Extra?

Yes, Father, for I am planning on sinning again he looked down at his cock which was beginning to plump up any second now.  Or at least as soon as another sinner is ready.

Without a word, Jimmy went through a brief contortion and was on all fours again, his mouth taking hold of Josephs cock and his cum-oozing ass thrust up and presented to his father and the priest.  The three men laughed.  Joseph decided he would have to come to this church more often.

