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Basically the problem is your god is a jealous woman.Think about it I went on as we lay side by side together both as naked as the day we were born Together in my large comfortable, cosy bed. For the first time ever like two people who just made love.
I really wasn't sure where I was going with this, it was completely uncharted territory. I'd had onky the most minor bi encounters in my life before this and they were years ago. Gay or bi sex wasn't even on my horizon when i'd first encountered the priest. It was his sudden consuming lust for me, mixed with his weakness while remaining sanctimonious and self righteousness that made me take it out on him by completely side stepping the line between str8 n gay sex.... bi and hetro. No, I'd stode into full on homosexual acts simply to wind him up and goad the little prick but what quickly became apparent was how good fucking his arse and pushing my cock down gis greedy throat felt as did being so close, intimate and sexually aroused with another man.
S when he came to see me at my place, with the intention of drawing a complete line under everything that happened once and for all it was unlucky for him I was freshly showered and wear nowt but a towel. His determination and willpowerntook me less than a minute and simply sitting facing him with legs parted. My soft cock n hanging balls out there to catch his eye is all it took alomg with the meret sexual advance for him to give into his gay desires.
I had intended to. humiliate him, punish him for my girlfriend walking out and many of my friends turning away after my antics in the church. I'd never been a shrinking violet so the entire this was considered to be engineered and pursed by me with Reverend Spineless clearly the victim which probably isn't so far from the truth in fact.
I really just felt like some real hot, easy going, good sex at that moment. as I no longer had my woman who had been sexually all i needed, anything else i satisfied for myself by myself. I'd never. onve cheated on her in all our time together. until this troublesome priest entered my life and. right now i needed satisfaction and the release only good sex provides and as he was the only person interested in my body right now he'd have to put aside his thing with god and administer to my needs and his so the boyish enthilusiasm he obviously felt kind of wore off on me and before long we were on tje bed, intertwined and kinda making love together.
Now as we lay satisfied to a degree with our bodies pressed up together we were relaxed and both in good humour together for once though his guilt shiwed signs on invading the atmosphere again. When he suddenly sat up asking out loud what the hell am i doing here i shook my head and told him he was enjoying the afterglow of good sex with the person who just fucked you. It should be a relaxed, warm and contented time where you felt. at ine with you lover but it seems like bloody god had crept into our private moment to ruin it before it began.
Your god is. nothing but a jealous woman. He demands your complete love and devotion yet by your way of thinking he made you, let's be honest, utterly homosexual with a strong desire for other men, particularly sexually which you must resist with all your faith and not give into as you fail him simply desiring other men so. what he makes off me riding your skinny arse then slipping my filthy shit stained cock between your lips for you to suckle like lambs and sheep or witches at satans teet until. the contents of my testicles filled your mouth even dribbling over down your chin. god will. not be chuffed with you right now will he. I laughed sarcastically yet still i did feel for his inner turmoil, didnt understand it but recognised the torment he was causing himself.
The first. time I'd got him. coked up and had sex with him over n over I began to feel confused at what i was doing not just cheating on the woman i loved but actively having sex with a man when i really wasn't gay at all...what the fuck. was i doing but as my cock pushed deeper into his tight anal passage the physical pleasure wad more than enough for me to realise who gives a fuck if i was fucking a man cos ig i'd known it felt like this I'd have started 20 years ago..... personal crisis over done and dusted lol.
Your god ain't happy cos despite your ad. ult life being devoted to him you turned away when you first met me. I don't even know what made you get crazy over me but whatever you're reason it's had a real. affect on my life for sure. It's caused me to lose the woman i love, lose the reapect of my friends and turned me into some kind of freak fucking bisexual convert all because of your inner struggle with your demons. Look your gay ok, a homo, a queer a gayboy. You crave another man to dominate you,take you and responsibility for your desires yet unlike thousands of guys like you you neither accept it or admit it but bring your make believe hero into the equation to play the role your own conscience isn't up to doing for yoursrlf.
Why??? this right now is deep down what you really want, laying here freeliy and openly with another man and intimate and intense sex always a few kisses or strokes away. Look at you, your eyes are constantly running up and down my body,this has been something you'ce only dreamt of probably since a young teenager. How many times have you lay in your bed at the Rectory alone yet imagining how this would feel, dreaming of it and even wracked with guilt every time you weakened and left come stains and damp patches in your sheets.
Fellah, this is it Here and now yet even as i speak you won't let yourself go fully and enjoy it like you've dreamt about so. many times in your miserable life. I took his hand and placed it halfway up my thigh,feel the texture of my skin,reallly sense that despite being the masculine, dominant top you always wished for the skin inside my thigh is soft like the babies you christen.Go on,let your fingertips go where they will I'll not hinder you as you explore my body evem though I've never let anyone touch me the way you need to today. This is the crux of your life, the thing you live for. God is the voice of the k**s you were in school with, your father, your teachers who spoke of faggots and poofs, who criticised you in front of everyone cos you weren't like the other boys. They've long god but were replaced with a supernatural bogeyman from the bible. Come on my friend if Jesus ever existed or practicesed what he preached he'd not only understand but accept you're love of other men, he wouldn't forgive you as there's nothing to forgive yet christ and christianity have condemned you and made you a bbasket case almost....... is that really worth the faith and devotion you pour into it..
I eased his hand between my legs opening them more so he could fully explore my balls or my hole if he so wished. Yes i was enjoying his touch immensely but right then I wanted him to fully explore another man's body, feel his balls, his arse cheeks, my erect penis, pubic hair
my stomach, chest, waist or neck. Feel the warmth of my skin and give him. something real, tangible, something he could see, taste, fondle and kiss at his own pace to combat the shadows and myths that flew about the belfrey he called a mind. The more reality and sexual. sensations he felt the more it might defeat the voices of his c***dhood turned into an ever criticising, damning deity..... god saje it was a mental institute he needed not me but i was all. he had right now and I was determined to exorcise him of god, religion and christianity if it was the last thing i did. As he was an Anglican I felt my task was just possible had he been a Catholic priest it wouldn't have happened cos his desires would be sated by the tight butts of hus choirboys...... you gotta hand it to them when they make celibacy a central tenet they gave their priests an outlet for all that pent up sexual frustration with the soft, smooth buttocks of young boys to feast on...... corrupt church, oh surely not lol.
My fellah was a typical priest of the english anglican kind riddled with doubt, guilt and some self loathing for even thinking of sex and now he had done it he was busy hating himself a new for enjoying it. And now the reality of my most intimate areas had captured his attention, he'd reluctantly looked at the things he could feel so I just opened my legs up wide so he could see everything, i even angled my hips so he could not only stare at my. ballbag but my perineum and my smooth shaven arsehole. I'd retained my bush but i'd shaven everything down below completely and now he could stare at my smooth skin fton my balls to my tailbone. my cheeks and thighs to whatever he liked.
He tentively held my semi erect penis but his touch brought it instantly to life and hard in seconds. On father now what have you done to me, you can't just let that be you need to make me come now, how do you intend to do that, it's your call Reverand you're the dom not, you're the top and I'm your slut boy gay sex slave........... to be continued
I really wasn't sure where I was going with this, it was completely uncharted territory. I'd had onky the most minor bi encounters in my life before this and they were years ago. Gay or bi sex wasn't even on my horizon when i'd first encountered the priest. It was his sudden consuming lust for me, mixed with his weakness while remaining sanctimonious and self righteousness that made me take it out on him by completely side stepping the line between str8 n gay sex.... bi and hetro. No, I'd stode into full on homosexual acts simply to wind him up and goad the little prick but what quickly became apparent was how good fucking his arse and pushing my cock down gis greedy throat felt as did being so close, intimate and sexually aroused with another man.
S when he came to see me at my place, with the intention of drawing a complete line under everything that happened once and for all it was unlucky for him I was freshly showered and wear nowt but a towel. His determination and willpowerntook me less than a minute and simply sitting facing him with legs parted. My soft cock n hanging balls out there to catch his eye is all it took alomg with the meret sexual advance for him to give into his gay desires.
I had intended to. humiliate him, punish him for my girlfriend walking out and many of my friends turning away after my antics in the church. I'd never been a shrinking violet so the entire this was considered to be engineered and pursed by me with Reverend Spineless clearly the victim which probably isn't so far from the truth in fact.
I really just felt like some real hot, easy going, good sex at that moment. as I no longer had my woman who had been sexually all i needed, anything else i satisfied for myself by myself. I'd never. onve cheated on her in all our time together. until this troublesome priest entered my life and. right now i needed satisfaction and the release only good sex provides and as he was the only person interested in my body right now he'd have to put aside his thing with god and administer to my needs and his so the boyish enthilusiasm he obviously felt kind of wore off on me and before long we were on tje bed, intertwined and kinda making love together.
Now as we lay satisfied to a degree with our bodies pressed up together we were relaxed and both in good humour together for once though his guilt shiwed signs on invading the atmosphere again. When he suddenly sat up asking out loud what the hell am i doing here i shook my head and told him he was enjoying the afterglow of good sex with the person who just fucked you. It should be a relaxed, warm and contented time where you felt. at ine with you lover but it seems like bloody god had crept into our private moment to ruin it before it began.
Your god is. nothing but a jealous woman. He demands your complete love and devotion yet by your way of thinking he made you, let's be honest, utterly homosexual with a strong desire for other men, particularly sexually which you must resist with all your faith and not give into as you fail him simply desiring other men so. what he makes off me riding your skinny arse then slipping my filthy shit stained cock between your lips for you to suckle like lambs and sheep or witches at satans teet until. the contents of my testicles filled your mouth even dribbling over down your chin. god will. not be chuffed with you right now will he. I laughed sarcastically yet still i did feel for his inner turmoil, didnt understand it but recognised the torment he was causing himself.
The first. time I'd got him. coked up and had sex with him over n over I began to feel confused at what i was doing not just cheating on the woman i loved but actively having sex with a man when i really wasn't gay at all...what the fuck. was i doing but as my cock pushed deeper into his tight anal passage the physical pleasure wad more than enough for me to realise who gives a fuck if i was fucking a man cos ig i'd known it felt like this I'd have started 20 years ago..... personal crisis over done and dusted lol.
Your god ain't happy cos despite your ad. ult life being devoted to him you turned away when you first met me. I don't even know what made you get crazy over me but whatever you're reason it's had a real. affect on my life for sure. It's caused me to lose the woman i love, lose the reapect of my friends and turned me into some kind of freak fucking bisexual convert all because of your inner struggle with your demons. Look your gay ok, a homo, a queer a gayboy. You crave another man to dominate you,take you and responsibility for your desires yet unlike thousands of guys like you you neither accept it or admit it but bring your make believe hero into the equation to play the role your own conscience isn't up to doing for yoursrlf.
Why??? this right now is deep down what you really want, laying here freeliy and openly with another man and intimate and intense sex always a few kisses or strokes away. Look at you, your eyes are constantly running up and down my body,this has been something you'ce only dreamt of probably since a young teenager. How many times have you lay in your bed at the Rectory alone yet imagining how this would feel, dreaming of it and even wracked with guilt every time you weakened and left come stains and damp patches in your sheets.
Fellah, this is it Here and now yet even as i speak you won't let yourself go fully and enjoy it like you've dreamt about so. many times in your miserable life. I took his hand and placed it halfway up my thigh,feel the texture of my skin,reallly sense that despite being the masculine, dominant top you always wished for the skin inside my thigh is soft like the babies you christen.Go on,let your fingertips go where they will I'll not hinder you as you explore my body evem though I've never let anyone touch me the way you need to today. This is the crux of your life, the thing you live for. God is the voice of the k**s you were in school with, your father, your teachers who spoke of faggots and poofs, who criticised you in front of everyone cos you weren't like the other boys. They've long god but were replaced with a supernatural bogeyman from the bible. Come on my friend if Jesus ever existed or practicesed what he preached he'd not only understand but accept you're love of other men, he wouldn't forgive you as there's nothing to forgive yet christ and christianity have condemned you and made you a bbasket case almost....... is that really worth the faith and devotion you pour into it..
I eased his hand between my legs opening them more so he could fully explore my balls or my hole if he so wished. Yes i was enjoying his touch immensely but right then I wanted him to fully explore another man's body, feel his balls, his arse cheeks, my erect penis, pubic hair
my stomach, chest, waist or neck. Feel the warmth of my skin and give him. something real, tangible, something he could see, taste, fondle and kiss at his own pace to combat the shadows and myths that flew about the belfrey he called a mind. The more reality and sexual. sensations he felt the more it might defeat the voices of his c***dhood turned into an ever criticising, damning deity..... god saje it was a mental institute he needed not me but i was all. he had right now and I was determined to exorcise him of god, religion and christianity if it was the last thing i did. As he was an Anglican I felt my task was just possible had he been a Catholic priest it wouldn't have happened cos his desires would be sated by the tight butts of hus choirboys...... you gotta hand it to them when they make celibacy a central tenet they gave their priests an outlet for all that pent up sexual frustration with the soft, smooth buttocks of young boys to feast on...... corrupt church, oh surely not lol.
My fellah was a typical priest of the english anglican kind riddled with doubt, guilt and some self loathing for even thinking of sex and now he had done it he was busy hating himself a new for enjoying it. And now the reality of my most intimate areas had captured his attention, he'd reluctantly looked at the things he could feel so I just opened my legs up wide so he could see everything, i even angled my hips so he could not only stare at my. ballbag but my perineum and my smooth shaven arsehole. I'd retained my bush but i'd shaven everything down below completely and now he could stare at my smooth skin fton my balls to my tailbone. my cheeks and thighs to whatever he liked.
He tentively held my semi erect penis but his touch brought it instantly to life and hard in seconds. On father now what have you done to me, you can't just let that be you need to make me come now, how do you intend to do that, it's your call Reverand you're the dom not, you're the top and I'm your slut boy gay sex slave........... to be continued
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