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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
981
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Almost Caught
******Authors' Note******
This is our first group story, we have more to add already just waiting on whether or not ya'll like it, so let us know!lol.
~~~~~~Chapter One~~~~~~~~~
It was a dark and stormy night, and I was incredibly horny. Holding my throbbing cock, “Dear God, Ooh God, forgive me!” Elliot Evans said as he came on the altar in the church where he serves and give the Holy Communion. He looked at the cum in his right hand as it glistens in the light reflected off the mosaic window of Mary grieving under the cross where her son lies.
Suddenly, I hear the outer doors of the church open and the sound of footsteps begin to make their way towards the room I am in. Panicking, I rush to clean up my mess. Thankfully, I manage to compose myself as the doors to the mass room open and Father John Mycles walks in.
“Father Evans, getting in some extra evening prayer i presume?”
“Yes Father Mycles, I am cure you have noticed how devoted I have been in my prayer lately.” I said as calmly as I could manage.
Noticing the tension in my voice, Father Mycles asks, “Is something troubling you, Father?”
Lost in my own thoughts, I do not hear the question. I am too lost within my fantasy, within the different ways of getting Father Mycles into bed, and the things I could do to him.
“Father? ... Father?!?”
Ripped out of my daydream, I say “Y…Yes?”
Father Mycles repeats his question.
I respond, “No Father, Just tired. I will retire to bed I think.”
“Well okay, but remember I am just a few doors down…” He says as I walk out and head to my room, my cock hardening from my impure thoughts.
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I quicken my steps, feeling my need grow more with each step. As I turn the corner, eager to return to the solitude if my room, I run into a smaller body knocking us both back. Gathering myself first, I look into the surprised face of Vanyel D’lloree, the newest altar boy.
“Oh! Father Evans, I didn’t see you. Are you alright?”
Vanyel had entered the procession only a few months ago at the insistence of his father who thought the boy could use more faith in him. He was young but already filling out quite nicely. We hadn’t spoken much before, but I saw him at every mass, walking with the other boys.
I looked into those young innocent eyes and felt the guilt of my previous action come back full force, and I wished even more to be back in my room.
“I’m fine, just tired is all. I am on my way back to my room as a matter of fact. Goodnight Vanyel.”
Nodding a quick goodbye, I moved passed him and down the hall knowing I was so close to sweet release.
*****Give us some reviews and let us know whether we should continue the story. Thx****
This is our first group story, we have more to add already just waiting on whether or not ya'll like it, so let us know!lol.
~~~~~~Chapter One~~~~~~~~~
It was a dark and stormy night, and I was incredibly horny. Holding my throbbing cock, “Dear God, Ooh God, forgive me!” Elliot Evans said as he came on the altar in the church where he serves and give the Holy Communion. He looked at the cum in his right hand as it glistens in the light reflected off the mosaic window of Mary grieving under the cross where her son lies.
Suddenly, I hear the outer doors of the church open and the sound of footsteps begin to make their way towards the room I am in. Panicking, I rush to clean up my mess. Thankfully, I manage to compose myself as the doors to the mass room open and Father John Mycles walks in.
“Father Evans, getting in some extra evening prayer i presume?”
“Yes Father Mycles, I am cure you have noticed how devoted I have been in my prayer lately.” I said as calmly as I could manage.
Noticing the tension in my voice, Father Mycles asks, “Is something troubling you, Father?”
Lost in my own thoughts, I do not hear the question. I am too lost within my fantasy, within the different ways of getting Father Mycles into bed, and the things I could do to him.
“Father? ... Father?!?”
Ripped out of my daydream, I say “Y…Yes?”
Father Mycles repeats his question.
I respond, “No Father, Just tired. I will retire to bed I think.”
“Well okay, but remember I am just a few doors down…” He says as I walk out and head to my room, my cock hardening from my impure thoughts.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I quicken my steps, feeling my need grow more with each step. As I turn the corner, eager to return to the solitude if my room, I run into a smaller body knocking us both back. Gathering myself first, I look into the surprised face of Vanyel D’lloree, the newest altar boy.
“Oh! Father Evans, I didn’t see you. Are you alright?”
Vanyel had entered the procession only a few months ago at the insistence of his father who thought the boy could use more faith in him. He was young but already filling out quite nicely. We hadn’t spoken much before, but I saw him at every mass, walking with the other boys.
I looked into those young innocent eyes and felt the guilt of my previous action come back full force, and I wished even more to be back in my room.
“I’m fine, just tired is all. I am on my way back to my room as a matter of fact. Goodnight Vanyel.”
Nodding a quick goodbye, I moved passed him and down the hall knowing I was so close to sweet release.
*****Give us some reviews and let us know whether we should continue the story. Thx****