Religious Experience With Father Tony

Dax, an 18-year-old senior, was nervous as he entered Father Tony's office. In front of him was a spacious couch. Dax took a seat and waited for the Father to arrive for their scheduled appointment. He wondered to himself why he was nervous about what was about to happen. His male friends, whom he had grown up with and attended St. Mary's with him, had assured him that not only would everything would be fine, but that he would finally achieve the release that he had longed for so many years.

Nights of tossing and turning with a raging hard on, slowly grinding into the sheets beneath his sweaty body while praying to God that he wouldn't shoot, but secretly hoping that that prayer would be one God didn't answer, were about to finally reach their messy climax.

Yes, there were those mornings where he awoke to cum stained underwear, but that was different. There was no pleasure in that, and more importantly that wasn't a sin. Maybe sucking some of the salty sweet liquid off of his finger was, but Dax didn't think so.

He needed something different. He needed to feel the heat of his cock head rubbing against his slicked hand as he reached a final climax that would erupt from within and drench his torso in magnificent globs of cum. And that is why he had made this appointment.

As Dax was caught up in his lustful thoughts, Father Tony walked in. Only 28, Father Tony was young for his profession, the priest at an all-boys catholic high-school, and while to some this might have been a disadvantage or a criticism, Father Tony found his age allowed him to minister to the boys at St. Mary's in a way his older contemporaries could not.

He made the boys feel at ease when he counseled them on everything from broken relationships with girls from neighboring schools, to how to deal with parents, to issues revolving around sex and sexuality. That last one he particularly enjoyed, though he was hesitant to express such a thing outside the confines of his office's walls.

When Dax, a member of the lacrosse team who was likely to attend a prestigious college out of state because of his prowess on the field, had made an appointment with him, Father Tony secretly hoped that it was about the piece of meat hanging between Dax's legs.

Rumors of all kinds were rampant at St. Mary's and Father Tony had heard one or two about the length of Dax's cock while he hung around the school's locker rooms after practice. Of course Father Tony had always made sure it was "official" business that had brought him into such close contact with the young nubile bodies that glisten from the steam that gathered from the locker room's hot showers.

While Father Tony preached within St. Mary's that masturbation was a serious sin and an insult to God's plan, he knew that as boys turn into men they require certain things. They long for certain activities that are frowned upon by some.

After much lobbying, Father Tony had successfully convinced his higher ups to allow the maturity process of St. Mary's boys to follow it's logical conclusion. It had been decided that the pent up frustration of the young men at St. Mary's was a distraction, and on a trial run, Father Tony would be able to take advantage of a loophole that would allow St. Mary students to finally pleasure themselves the way they had always wanted, but only if Father Tony was present.

Of course this had please Father Tony to no end. He couldn't wait to absorb the image of his favorite jocks slowly stroking their cocks in his office. Finally, releasing thick white cum all over their young taut bodies. He longed to look into their eyes while they were in that state of bliss that came after a long-awaited orgasm.

Father Tony had awaited Dax with a hunger that knew no other, and finally he was here.

"So, what can I do you for, Dax?" Father Tony said already undressing the young jock with his eyes.

"Well, you see I'm having this problem." Dax replied.

"Problem? Well, there's nothing that I won't try to help you with, Dax. You know that."

"Yeah, I know. It's just that it's a very personal issue." Dax said as he embarrassingly studied the floor of the office with a passion.

"Most issues are. But, don't worry. I've helped many of the young men here at this school with a variety of issues and nothing they've told me has left this room." Father Tony said assuringly.

Dax was still nervous. Almost at the point of stuttering, but his cock had grown so big that it had almost escaped the jock he was wearing under his skin-tight under armor shorts. He cursed himself for wearing them to the office, but he had almost missed the appointment with Father Tony because of a late practice.

As his cock yearned for a good stroke, Dax knew he had to come out and say out loud what he had been thinking for years.

"I just really need to, like, get off, you know?"

Father Tony chuckled. "Is that it? Well Dax, there's no need to be shy about that. Truth be told, I've counseled many of your friends through this issue."

Dax knew that much. They were the ones who had told him about Father Tony's loophole. He wondered to himself just how many times they had jerked off in the very spot he was sitting.

"Oh, well, can you help me out Tony?" Dax asked in an almost childish voice. One that escaped Dax's lips covered in lust.

Dax had slipped up and called him by his first name, but Father Tony had learned at times like these that many unexpected things could occur. He glimpsed at Dax's crotch and saw a huge flared cock head where a large wet spot had appeared under Dax's white shorts. He looked into Dax's eyes and saw an aching that was all too familiar by now.

"Of course. I will do everything I can to help you find release. But, before I help you there is something I have to go over."

"Okay?" Dax said cautiously.

"Masturbation is a sin, Dax." Father Tony started off sternly. "But, the Church understands your needs and has adjusted it's teachings accordingly. Today, we will dedicate all that is going to happen to God's glory. I will lead and guide you as you explore God's beauty of creation in an entirely new and wonderful way." Father Tony said.

As Father Tony spoke Dax noticed that his eyes never left Dax's crotch. Dax looked down and almost immediately wanted to shield himself with his hands. He had been steadily leaking precum and an unmistakable wet spot had developed. His cock had finally wrought itself out from under his jockstrap and pressed firmly against his white shorts.

Dax looked back up and noticed Father Tony staring at his cock. Finally he finished speaking and instructed Dax to take his shorts off, but to keep on his shirt and his underwear if he was wearing any.

Dax knew that the Father would see just how much he needed to get off. His jockstrap didn't protect much by now, with only his balls still held firmly against his body by the fabric. While all of the students thought Father Tony was cool, including Dax, he couldn't believe he was about to show his cock to the priest.

"Okay, but there's something I have to tell you Father. I have a really big one. Some of the guys make fun of me for it."

"Let me see, Dax." Father Tony said, anxious to see Dax's precum leaking boner.

Slowly Dax removed his tight shorts and up sprang a 9 inch cock that curved up and nearly met the boys navel. Father Tony's mouth dropped as Dax stood awkwardly awaiting further instruction.

"God has given you a beautiful dick, Dax. The guys who tease you must be absolutely jealous." Father Tony said in awe.

"Um, thanks?" Dax responded, staring down at his God-given instrument. Inside he was practically beaming from Father Tony's complement.

Father Tony then told Dax to sit down and to remove his jockstrap, since it had lost most of its functionality when Dax's red-hot poker had escaped from it. When Dax finally removed the precum drenched material from his body Father Tony was able to see Dax's fairly large set of low-hanging balls.

"You have a lot to be proud of, Dax. Those are the most gorgeous balls I have ever seen."

"Thanks, Tony." Dax reached down and gently massaged them.

Immediately a look of guilt ran across his face.

Father Tony seeing Dax's face, assured the boy that everything was okay.

"Your pleasure is God's pleasure. Do what comes naturally." The father told Dax.

Dax began to start furiously jack off. Father Tony, not wanting this experience to end too soon grabbed Tony's hand, forcing the young man to stop.

"You don't want to go that fast. Take it slow and gentle. If you need me to I can show you how to receive the most pleasure from this session."

"Yeah, that would be cool." Dax affirmatively replied. He didn't want to cum too soon, but when his hand reached his aching cock it seemed to take on a life of it's own. He would watch what Father Tony did and try to mimic his style.

Father Tony stood up. His 7-inch cock pointed straight out. Pushing against the khakis he wore religiously. He stared at Dax's 9-inch pole while he undressed himself. First, undoing his belt, then untucking his black shirt, then moving on to undoing the priestly collar he wore when he was in ?uniform,? and then finally dropping his pants.

He stood in front of the teenage jock in his white briefs, black shirt, and with his paints in a pool at his ankles. In a very laborious action, Father Tony pulled his thick hard cock and balls out of the front flap of his briefs and took his seat again in front of Dax.

Now it was Dax's turn to stare at the dick in front of him. He watched as Father Tony massaged the length of his dick with the fabric from his Calvin Klein briefs. Dax had never seen another cock, but his own, hard, let alone watched another guy masturbate, and the sight before him left him breathless. For some reason he wanted to reach out and feel Father Tony, every inch of the man, for himself.

"Go on, Dax. But remember to go slow." Father Tony said as he erotically fingered the long vein that ran down the front of his cock.

"Wait! Before you start, I forgot something." Father Tony got up and stood in front of Dax. Father Tony then but a generous amount of his own spit into his hand. He knew what he was about to do might scare Dax, but he had to take the chance.

"Here, let me." Brushing aside Dax's hand, the Father gripped the long and curved cock and started massaging his spit over Dax's engorged manhood. A series of deep and long moans escaped Dax's mouth as the Father slowly jerked him off.

Father Tony's spit mixed with Dax's precum made Dax's dick glisten.

After awhile Father Tony spoke.

"Do you mind if I take some of your precum and use it on myself. I could never produce much of it." Father Tony asked absurdly politely, given the circumstances.

"Use as much as you want, Father Tony, but how are you going to do that?" Dax innocently asked.

Reluctantly he let go of Dax's dick to push the boundaries of the boy a little more. Father Tony removed his shoes and fully took off the pants that were still at his ankles and sat next to Dax.

"You must trust God, Dax."

"I do, Father."

"Good, then sit on my lap facing me." Father Tony requested.

Dax not fully understanding why he was doing this, straddled Father Tony until his balls rested on top of his priests. Father Tony moaned as he felt the youthful balls full of cum press against his own. He then leaned into the boys neck and whispered,

"To His glory."

With that he pressed their two cocks together and slowly started to jerk them both off. Dax not knowing what to expect gripped Father Tony in a bear-like hug when he felt his cock pressed against the man's whose lap he sat on.

"Oh my God!" Dax moaned into Father Tony's muscular neck.

Dax knew he was talking to a priest, but didn't care.

"That feels sooo fucking good."

"Your cock feels great too, Dax." Father Tony said as he licked the young stud?s pecs.

Dax leaned back and pushed his chest out to give Father Tony better access to his nipples and nearly shot his load as he watched the priest play with both of their cocks.

"I need to feel your dick." Dax said, his lust uncontrollable. His want to stroke Father Tony and himself off in his hand was greater than anything he had ever wanted before that moment.

"Do it, Dax." Father Tony said, momentarily lifting his mouth off of Dax's chest to speak.

Dax grabbed both of their cocks in a tight grip and started to slowly stroke. He was amazed at how much precum flowed out of his piss slit, but it kept flowing, covering both dicks in a slick sheen.

"I'm close." Father Tony whispered into Dax's ear. The young priest?s breath hot and moist.

"Me too."

Father Tony moved Dax's hand off of their dicks and bear hugged the young jock, grabbing onto Dax's firm ass. Grinding his body against Dax's muscled teen body, Dax got the message and met Father Tony's rhythm. Their dicks and balls grinding over each other.

So close they could feel each other's heartbeats, both studs finally came. Exhausted and in a state of bliss, Dax collapsed into Father Tony's body.

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written by sseann