Pedophiles At Church
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
8,878
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This is a work of fiction about oral and anal sex between adults and minors of both sexes. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely co
Part 4
©2009 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
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Part 4
It's Sunday morning. The funeral the day before was a beautiful celebration of a wonderful man's life. All the network families were there, as well as neighbors and friends in the community, and church members who came to offer their condolences. The Wilsons have decided to attend church this morning. They feel they owe at least that much to Pastor Wakefield and his congregation. Frankie had learned from Philip about casual dress at this church. They didn't need to get fancied up in ties and suits like Ginny thought. And she didn't need to wear a hat either, which was good since she didn't own one.
The congregation is always glad to see new faces, especially on the slack week after Easter. The Wilsons find the service more lively than they thought. Not somber, but vibrant, with heartfelt singing and a sermon laced with humor. After church, Ginny invites Philip and the Pastor over for lunch. "Frank is just going to throw some burgers on the grill. Please come."
After lunch, the four boys disappear but can be heard down in the play room yelling and laughing.
Pastor tells the Wilsons, "I'm so delighted Philip has a new friend to talk to. He sometimes seems lonely. He has friends from school; some have even stayed over and then we pretended Philip slept in his own bed. But he's never had someone his age to talk to about his most private feelings."
"Well, Frankie also feels he has a new BFF. He never talks to his network friends outside of meetings, and his brothers are younger of course."
"Yes, Philip was telling me about the network. Frankie told him all about it. It sounds like a wonderful group of families."
"Oh, you should join us, Don. You and Philip both would really enjoy it."
"Well, Philip and I have a very special bond. I don't think he'd like me fucking other boys, and I know I'd be selfish about sharing him. I guess you can call us monogamous."
"But, Pastor, don't you think you also need people to confide in? Is there anyone you can talk to about your feelings? Well, other than God, I mean."
"Believe me, I talk to him a lot about it! But, another adult? Yes, I used to. Years ago, I had a church upstate, and I met Fr. Bill of St. Teresa's at a conference about the missional church in the postmodern world. Hehe, don't ask! Anyway, we hit it off and for a couple years we often met for lunch just to talk. Eventually we both admitted having pedo tendencies. This was long before I had Philip, so I had not acted on my inclinations yet. Bill was evasive and I didn't press him. After a while we both changed parishes and lost touch, you know. Every time I read about some priest accused of abusing young boys I think about him. You know what? I think I'll try to look him up for old times sake."
"Sounds like those kids are sure having fun. Come on, Rev. Let's see what they're up to." The play room is dark but noisy. Frank slips on the light switch. They find Frankie has inflated the air bed in the play room and all four are completely naked rolling around on top of each other on the bed.
"Come on, Pops, join us." Mark comes over and undoes his father's pants.
Frank looks at Rev and shrugs. "Guess I don't have a choice, sorry, Rev." Don laughs and agrees. Soon Frank has all his clothes off also and joins the masculine heap writhing on the bed.
Then Philip comes and grabs his father. "You too, Daddy." He makes the poor preacher get undressed while his new young friends are hooting away. Frankie turns off the lights again. Rev doesn't know what's happening. He finds himself naked on the air bed with little hands grabbing at his genitals and poking at his ass. His own hands are finding small cocks and butts to explore as well. It isn't long before mouths replace the hands and he is getting sucked and rimmed simultaneously while someone's young cock is in his mouth.
Suddenly, Pastor hears his son's voice coming from somewhere in this tangled mass of body parts. "Stop! stop! hehe, stop, I gotta go pee! hehe."
"I'll take you," offers Frankie, who without bothering to turn on the lights, leads his friend out of the play room.
The four remaining guys need a breather. "Frank," says Pastor, "I haven't had this much fun in years. Thank you so much!"
"We love having you and your son, Pastor, don't we, Boys."
"Yeah," answers two young voices in the dark.
"Uhm," Pastor continues, somewhat embarrassed, "with all this excitement, I'm afraid I have to use the little boys room as well. Maybe this young man that I'm holding can show me the way."
"Hehe, that's me," giggles Mickey. Frank puts the lights on so their guest won't trip on something. Pastor bends down to put on his clothes, and Mickey looks at him like he has two heads. "Shit, Pastor, you don't gotta put your clothes on to go to the bathroom." The man figures the boy is right, tosses them back on the floor, then follows him up the stairs.
But he isn't prepared for what he sees next. There in the hallway stands his son, stark naked of course, with his naked friend beside him, and he's pissing in Mrs. Wilson's mouth. "Philip!" The boy startles and sends pee across Ginny's face and shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilson."
"Hehe, that's all right, Son. I'm used to getting it on my face. Hello, Pastor."
"Mommy," says Mickey, "Pastor needs to piss also."
"Of course, come on over, Rev."
"No, I can't. I mean. Well, I'm shocked at my son's behavior. It was so demeaning."
"I don't feel demeaned, hehe. I learned about this last summer, and ever since then my boys have been treating me to their golden juice."
"It's true, Rev." Frank has come up with Mark and is standing behind Pastor. "She asks me to piss on her also. Go ahead, Rev! Ginny will feel insulted if you prefer a toilet bowl to her sweet mouth." Reluctantly, Pastor lets Mickey pull him over to his mother, and points his dick at her gaping jaw. He really can't wait any longer. He sends a well-aimed stream into her mouth as all the boys cheer. Ginny swallows every drop, smiles and tells him it tasted heavenly.
"Come on, Guys!" shouts Mark. "Let's go back down to the play room! We haven't gotten to the fucking yet!" Before they emerge again in a couple hours, Pastor will watch his son enjoy the cock of another man up his ass, and Philip will cheer as his Daddy fucks each of the Wilson boys. So much for monogamy.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Part 4
It's Sunday morning. The funeral the day before was a beautiful celebration of a wonderful man's life. All the network families were there, as well as neighbors and friends in the community, and church members who came to offer their condolences. The Wilsons have decided to attend church this morning. They feel they owe at least that much to Pastor Wakefield and his congregation. Frankie had learned from Philip about casual dress at this church. They didn't need to get fancied up in ties and suits like Ginny thought. And she didn't need to wear a hat either, which was good since she didn't own one.
The congregation is always glad to see new faces, especially on the slack week after Easter. The Wilsons find the service more lively than they thought. Not somber, but vibrant, with heartfelt singing and a sermon laced with humor. After church, Ginny invites Philip and the Pastor over for lunch. "Frank is just going to throw some burgers on the grill. Please come."
After lunch, the four boys disappear but can be heard down in the play room yelling and laughing.
Pastor tells the Wilsons, "I'm so delighted Philip has a new friend to talk to. He sometimes seems lonely. He has friends from school; some have even stayed over and then we pretended Philip slept in his own bed. But he's never had someone his age to talk to about his most private feelings."
"Well, Frankie also feels he has a new BFF. He never talks to his network friends outside of meetings, and his brothers are younger of course."
"Yes, Philip was telling me about the network. Frankie told him all about it. It sounds like a wonderful group of families."
"Oh, you should join us, Don. You and Philip both would really enjoy it."
"Well, Philip and I have a very special bond. I don't think he'd like me fucking other boys, and I know I'd be selfish about sharing him. I guess you can call us monogamous."
"But, Pastor, don't you think you also need people to confide in? Is there anyone you can talk to about your feelings? Well, other than God, I mean."
"Believe me, I talk to him a lot about it! But, another adult? Yes, I used to. Years ago, I had a church upstate, and I met Fr. Bill of St. Teresa's at a conference about the missional church in the postmodern world. Hehe, don't ask! Anyway, we hit it off and for a couple years we often met for lunch just to talk. Eventually we both admitted having pedo tendencies. This was long before I had Philip, so I had not acted on my inclinations yet. Bill was evasive and I didn't press him. After a while we both changed parishes and lost touch, you know. Every time I read about some priest accused of abusing young boys I think about him. You know what? I think I'll try to look him up for old times sake."
"Sounds like those kids are sure having fun. Come on, Rev. Let's see what they're up to." The play room is dark but noisy. Frank slips on the light switch. They find Frankie has inflated the air bed in the play room and all four are completely naked rolling around on top of each other on the bed.
"Come on, Pops, join us." Mark comes over and undoes his father's pants.
Frank looks at Rev and shrugs. "Guess I don't have a choice, sorry, Rev." Don laughs and agrees. Soon Frank has all his clothes off also and joins the masculine heap writhing on the bed.
Then Philip comes and grabs his father. "You too, Daddy." He makes the poor preacher get undressed while his new young friends are hooting away. Frankie turns off the lights again. Rev doesn't know what's happening. He finds himself naked on the air bed with little hands grabbing at his genitals and poking at his ass. His own hands are finding small cocks and butts to explore as well. It isn't long before mouths replace the hands and he is getting sucked and rimmed simultaneously while someone's young cock is in his mouth.
Suddenly, Pastor hears his son's voice coming from somewhere in this tangled mass of body parts. "Stop! stop! hehe, stop, I gotta go pee! hehe."
"I'll take you," offers Frankie, who without bothering to turn on the lights, leads his friend out of the play room.
The four remaining guys need a breather. "Frank," says Pastor, "I haven't had this much fun in years. Thank you so much!"
"We love having you and your son, Pastor, don't we, Boys."
"Yeah," answers two young voices in the dark.
"Uhm," Pastor continues, somewhat embarrassed, "with all this excitement, I'm afraid I have to use the little boys room as well. Maybe this young man that I'm holding can show me the way."
"Hehe, that's me," giggles Mickey. Frank puts the lights on so their guest won't trip on something. Pastor bends down to put on his clothes, and Mickey looks at him like he has two heads. "Shit, Pastor, you don't gotta put your clothes on to go to the bathroom." The man figures the boy is right, tosses them back on the floor, then follows him up the stairs.
But he isn't prepared for what he sees next. There in the hallway stands his son, stark naked of course, with his naked friend beside him, and he's pissing in Mrs. Wilson's mouth. "Philip!" The boy startles and sends pee across Ginny's face and shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilson."
"Hehe, that's all right, Son. I'm used to getting it on my face. Hello, Pastor."
"Mommy," says Mickey, "Pastor needs to piss also."
"Of course, come on over, Rev."
"No, I can't. I mean. Well, I'm shocked at my son's behavior. It was so demeaning."
"I don't feel demeaned, hehe. I learned about this last summer, and ever since then my boys have been treating me to their golden juice."
"It's true, Rev." Frank has come up with Mark and is standing behind Pastor. "She asks me to piss on her also. Go ahead, Rev! Ginny will feel insulted if you prefer a toilet bowl to her sweet mouth." Reluctantly, Pastor lets Mickey pull him over to his mother, and points his dick at her gaping jaw. He really can't wait any longer. He sends a well-aimed stream into her mouth as all the boys cheer. Ginny swallows every drop, smiles and tells him it tasted heavenly.
"Come on, Guys!" shouts Mark. "Let's go back down to the play room! We haven't gotten to the fucking yet!" Before they emerge again in a couple hours, Pastor will watch his son enjoy the cock of another man up his ass, and Philip will cheer as his Daddy fucks each of the Wilson boys. So much for monogamy.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.