Date: Sun, 8 Aug 2010 22:10:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Doug Allen <nellagoud@yahoo.com>
Subject: naughty dirty tommy 4

Hey Guys Thanks for the really hot comments! Awesome. - Doug

I'm not Catholic or religious at all but when I was a kid I had Catholic
friends and they always used to tell me about some priest who was trying to
get down their pants. I just figure that most of those guys are gay and
then they're around younger men and boys so they fixate on that. No mystery
there.

At the camp there was a guy in his middle thirties like me named Charlie,
and he was a priest. He was just another counselor at the camp, taking a
break from his duties at the church for the summer I guess; I never asked
him. Charlie was handsome - dark black hair, blue eyes, a little short and
small, just a tiny bit of pudge in the right places. He didn't seem
particularly gay but he didn't seem particularly straight either; it was
hard to tell anyhow in that environment because there were no women
around. I gave him lots of attention and always smiled at him and let him
know I liked to look at him; he always smiled back politely.

One day Charlie approached me on the way to lunch. "Bill," he said, "I've
noticed that Ryan and Tommy have both taken a liking to you," he
said. "They're both talking about you at the swimming class all the time."

"Oh yeah?" I responded, playing dumb.

"I'm glad they seem to be such good friends now," he continued, staring at
me intently. Hmm - was he sending me a signal - that he knew what kind of
friends they were perhaps?

"I'm also really glad, Charlie. It's good when a boy finds another boy he
can get along with," I said, returning his gaze. He looked at me and he
swallowed. I felt a tension - a good tension - build between us. There was
a hardening in my groin and I was sure that Charlie felt something too. I
looked at him brazenly then - looked at his body, and then looked back at
his eyes, smiling. "You should come with us, Charlie, the next time we go
out to the pond."

"The pond?"

"Yeah," I said. "I know a pond a mile out or so - it's a great place for a
dip. Tommy and Ryan have been there with me. Shall I see if we can all go
this afternoon?"

Charlie swallowed again, his eyes shining. "That sounds great, Bill. I'd
like that." I watched him walk away, noticing again how sexy and docile he
was, how potentially submissive he might be with me.

After lunch I grabbed Ryan and Tommy before they ran off to the woods. "You
guys wanna hit the swimming hole?"

They looked at me. Ryan looked at Tommy, and Tommy said, "Yeah - let's do
it." They smiled.

"I'm gonna bring Charlie along."

Tommy screwed up his face. "The priest guy? Ahh man!"

"Hey - be nice. He's cool."

"Don't know about that," he moped.

"You'll see. Meet you guys behind the cabins in 5 minutes."

I went and found Charlie. He had on a pair of jeans and a white tee-shirt
and was waiting for me, standing around the cabins. "Come on, let's head
out. It's behind these cabins." We met up with the boys there.

"Hey Tommy, hi Ryan," Charlie said, and they grunted back. Ryan looked a
little longer at Charlie and something seemed to pass between the two of
them, or maybe I was just imagining it.

We walked for a while in silence and then Tommy and Ryan got ahead of
us. "Don't get too far ahead you guys!" I yelled. They giggled and yelled
okay. Pretty soon they were out of sight.

Charlie and I talked a bit about our backgrounds, etc., the usual small
talk. He seemed to grow more comfortable and was loosening up. I was
enjoying looking at his body and his handsome smile, his shy way of
acting. He seemed to be very chaste, or at least he acted that way, but
probably eager for something to happen.

I asked him, "Is it difficult, Charlie?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is it difficult to keep that vow and not engage in sex?"

He looked down and reddened a bit. "Well...there are different ways to look
at that."

I wasn't sure what he meant by that. I pressed him further. "I mean -
you're quite a good looking guy if you don't mind me saying." He looked
straight ahead, still walking, swallowing. "If I were you I would find it
very difficult not to enjoy myself a bit."

"Geez, Bill..." His voice trailed away. He was still walking, but
slower. He looked at me nervously, quickly. I caught up to him easily and
put my arm around his shoulder, slowing him down. He stopped walking and
stood there frozen, tense. His body was hot, I felt his sweat on his
shoulder through his tee-shirt.

"Relax, Charlie," I said softly. I put my other hand on his shoulder and
rubbed it lightly. He stayed frozen, staring ahead. "You can tell me - I
want you to tell me. How do you relieve yourself now and then? You must."
He said nothing. "Do you play with yourself sometimes, Charlie?"

"Bill!" he whispered, staring ahead.

"I'm just curious. You can tell me."

Still looking ahead, almost whispering, he answered, "Well,
yeah. Sometimes."

"I figured. You're a man, Charlie. A man with desires. And you have such a
good body and a handsome face."

"Bill - don't say those things. That's - that's dirty."

I ignored him, moving closer. He tightened his body. "Charlie - tell me -
is your penis hard right now?"

"Bill - stop..."

"Just a question, that's all." I moved closer to his ear and felt the heat
from his body. "Just tell me - is your penis erect, Charlie?"

He looked down, his face burning. "Yes."

"I thought so." I came around to his front and put my hand on his
crotch. He stayed there frozen. I felt the hardness under his pants. He
breathed in sharply and stayed there. I rubbed it a bit under his
pants. "Look at me, Charlie," I said, softly, but firmly. He looked up,
finally. "You're such a pretty, soft guy, Charlie. I really like to feel
your penis there. I'd like to see it a little later maybe. Put your hand on
my crotch," I instructed. He took his hand up, slowly. He was trembling a
bit. He put it on my crotch. "Do you feel my erection?" I asked. He nodded,
saying nothing. He began to stroke and pull at the fabric of my
shorts. "I'd like you to feel that more later, okay?" I said, and he
nodded, transfixed on my penis.

Just then Tommy's voice came from further in the woods, "Hey you guys -
come on already!" Charlie moved, startled.

I reached over and ruffled his black curls. "Come on, Charlie. Let's go
have a swim." Charlie was shaken as we walked towards the boys and said
nothing more. When we arrived at the pond, they were waiting.

"Can I go naked like last time?" asked Tommy, looking at me and then
Charlie, smirking.

"Well yeah!" I said. "Besides - if I say no, you'll do it anyways. Charlie,
just so you know - Tommy likes to get naked whenever he can, right
Charlie?"

"Yeah!" said Tommy, shucking off his shirt. He knocked off his sneakers,
and then, turning to face all of us, coming a step closer, as if he wanted
us to see everything as much as possible, he pulled down his elastic shorts
and his underwear. We all simply stopped what we were doing and
watched. Tommy's penis was half hard and came out popping up a bit. It
looked lewd and sexy and I felt the lust in the air from all of us - young
Ryan, who looked on silently, Charlie, with wide eyes, not sure whether he
should look, and myself, smiling.

"Right on, Tommy! Looks like you're ready for a swim!" I said. I took my
shirt off as well. Now it was my turn to get stared at. I kicked off my
sneakers and pulled down my shorts as they all watched. My cock was a bit
pumped up but I was able to keep it from getting hard for now. Tommy
giggled and Ryan smiled, standing still. Charlie fidgeted a bit, not
knowing what to do.

"Ryan - come on," Tommy said. "You can swim in your shorts." Hmm - it
looked like Tommy knew that Ryan liked to wear different kinds of
underwear. Ryan looked down, blushing. "Ah, come on, Ryan," Tommy
complained. "Nobody cares here."

Ryan looked at me and then he looked at Charlie quickly. "Ryan, I'm sure
that Charlie won't mind whatever you're wearing. Right Charlie?"

"For sure," said Charlie quietly. He stood, transfixed. "I'd really - I'd
like to see, Ryan - what you're wearing."

Ryan hesitated for a moment and then slowly stepped out of his sneakers. He
pulled off his tee-shirt slowly and we were all silent, taking in the sight
of his soft, bare chest. Then, he pulled out his shorts from the front and
slowly pulled them down, revealing another pair of panties that I hadn't
seen yet. They were off-white, kind of old-fashioned looking - probably
from his mom's wardrobe. Charlie stared, his eyes shining.

"Awesome, Ryan - nice ones. I haven't seen those yet," I commented quickly,
trying to keep everything normal-seeming.

"He likes that girly stuff," said Tommy, looking on, smiling. His penis was
jutting out a bit more now.

"Looks like you do too, Tommy," I said.

"Ahh man!" he said, and looked at his cock.

"Well, what do you say, Charlie - you coming in with us?"

"I guess," he said, but just stood there.

"Well get your clothes off then - or at least go in your underwear."

"Come on, Charlie!" said Tom, taunting him almost, shaking his hips and
wagging his dick a bit. Poor Charlie just stared at the boy.

"I'll tell you what - let's help Charlie out you guys - let's help him get
his clothes off!" I approached Charlie and put my arm around his shoulder,
firmly. "Come on - I need your help!" Tommy giggled and came forward.

"What should I do?" he asked.

"Let's help him out of his shirt first."

"No - stop that, Bill - come on!"

"Arms up, Charlie." I raised his arms and he protested a little, and then
let them be raised.

"This is cool!" said Tommy. Ryan watched silently, his mouth open slightly.

"Pull it off for him, Tommy," I said.

Tommy pulled the tee-shirt off Charlie's body. He held it for a moment,
savoring it like treasure booty, and then dropped it on the ground. Charlie
stood there frozen. He had a nice amount of silky hair around his nipples,
which were rose-colored and prominent, quite nice to look at. Tommy's penis
was hardening now, as he stood close to Charlie. I could smell his sweaty
body close to me.

"Geez, Tommy - when's the last time you showered, boy?" I asked. He
giggled. "Okay," I continued. "Ryan, unlace those sneakers of Charlie's and
get them off." Ryan walked over and kneeled down, looking up, and then
looked down, beginning his task. He unlaced one sneaker and said, "Pick up
your foot," quietly. Charlie complied. With some difficulty, Ryan pulled
off the sneaker and placed it gingerly on the ground - his technique of
disrobing Charlie was very different than Tommy's conquest-like
approach. Ryan stood up now, in front of Charlie.

"Okay, Charlie, now I'll do the last part." I unbuckled his belt.

"No - Bill. I don't think that's a good idea."

"Come on Charlie - what's the big deal?" I unlatched his belt quickly and
Tommy and Ryan waited tensely. I unbuttoned his jeans and then unzipped
them.

"Bill..." he almost whimpered. Then I pulled them down slowly but firmly. I
felt right away the friction against his hard penis. When they were down
around his knees, now his hardness was revealed, along with a big wet patch
on his white briefs.

"Whoa..." said Tommy. "You're all wet and hard down there." Charlie said
nothing.

"Get those down for us, Tommy," I whispered. Tommy reached out, smiling and
pulled down Charlie's underwear. His hard penis extended out. It was not
long - maybe five inches - but relatively thick and curved. Charlie was
uncircumcised like Tommy, and he had a lot of foreskin that still covered
most of his head, which was shiny with precum. It was quite a nice sight
and we were all impressed.

"Cool - like my dick," Tommy whispered.

"Get your pants off now, and your shorts, Charlie - it's okay." Charlie
timidly kicked off his pants and let his shorts fall, and stepped out of
them. I put my finger on the front of his penis and rubbed around his
juices. "Looks like your pretty well lubricated there," I commented. We
were all hard now; Ryan's penis strained through the tight panties he
wore. "Why don't you kneel down for us - kneel on your jeans there,
Charlie."

"Bill - no - what do you mean?"

"Just get on your knees," I said firmly, and pushed gently on his
shoulders. He complied mutely, slowing arranging himself on his
knees. "That's good," I said. I stepped forward without further ado and
held my penis to his lips. He kneeled there, frozen. "Lick my cock,
Charlie," I whispered.

"But Bill..."

"Come on, do it Charlie - please," Tommy whispered, his hard, shiny penis
jutting out close by. I slapped Charlie lightly then on his burning cheeks
with my cock and then brought it forward to his lips, pushing against them;
finally, he opened his mouth a bit and allowed his lips to touch my cock,
making it wet.

"Very nice, Charlie. Now lick my cock and suck it. Show these boys how to
suck cock." He finally took my cock in his mouth slowly and began to suck
it gingerly. He was careful not to get his teeth on me and I could tell he
had probably done this a few times - but not too much. It felt great to
have him suck my cock and it felt great to have the boys watch. I reached
over and put my arm around Tommy and he came closer, his hips against me. I
smelled Tommy's body again and grew more excited. "Give him your cock,
Tommy," I said quietly.

"For real?"

"Yeah."

He inched up and pressed his cock head against Charlie's lips. Charlie
hesitated, my cock in his mouth, and then looked up helplessly. "Take his
cock, Charlie," I instructed. He began to suck on Tommy's's cockhead now,
and Tommy whimpered quickly.

"Come closer, Ryan," I said, turning towards him, my dick jutting out. He
came to us then and stood at my other side. I slowly pulled down his
panties from the back and squeezed his soft, small ass. His smaller penis
jutted out and Charlie looked at it. It was standing straight up now, and
his small balls were tight. I put my arm around his shoulder as well and
now I stood in the middle of the three of us, with Charlie kneeling. It was
a good place to be. "Just do what you want, Ryan - you're in
charge. Sometimes that's how it is. A guy just does what you want."

"Yeah," Tommy whispered. He pulled his cock out of Charlie's mouth and
imitated me, slapping Charlie's cheek a bit with his hot, sticky cock
head. Charlie kneeled, waiting, his face burning.

"Look at his cock - he's really horny!" whispered Tommy. It was true -
Charlie's smaller, thick dick was bouncing around by itself, close to the
ground. Ryan moved forward then, finally, and offered his small, hard,
hairless penis to him. Charlie began to lick the tip and Ryan jumped a
bit. Then Charlie took it in his mouth.

"That's more like it - right, Ryan?" I whispered. I had my hand on his ass
and held it there; it felt so good. Then I put my hand around Tommy's ass
and squeezed it. He giggled.

"You like my ass, you perv. Ryan's too," he said.

"Yup."

"Get down and suck my cock and maybe I'll let you taste it again."

I kneeled down and leaned forward, taking Tommy's cock into my mouth. It
had a strong taste - piss, semen, and Charlie's spit. I licked slowly,
tasting it. Tommy moaned a bit quietly and thrust forward. I looked with my
eyes next to us and saw Charlie licking and sucking on Ryan, whose stared
down, holding his head, looking at him intensely. I was horny now and knew
what I needed to do. "Wanna try something," I said to Tommy and moved off
of him.

I walked two steps to Charlie and was behind him, kneeling. "Let me spread
your legs a little Charlie," I said.

'W - Why?" he muttered, pausing from Ryan's cock.

"Gonna show Tommy your asshole."

"No - Bill...You're making me look like a fool in front of these boys..."
That was kind of a weird thing to say at this point, but I understood.

"Charlie - everyone is comfortable here and everyone likes what you're
doing. No one thinks you look like a fool."

"I wanna see his asshole," said Tommy quietly. I pried Charlie's legs apart
and then we saw his hairy hole. It was quite nice to look at - a nice bunch
of curly black hair and just a little bit of pink visible there.

"Lots of hair down there - really nice, Charlie. Come on over and take a
look, Ryan," I said. Ryan moved over beside us and Charlie remained with
his head close to the ground, his ass up, saying nothing. I spread his
cheeks and spit on my finger. I rubbed my spit around the entrance to the
hole and Charlie flinched; Ryan and Tommy watched intently. I spit again a
couple times, each time applying the spit to his hole. "Now push out
Charlie," I said. Then I pushed in with my index finger and was in. Charlie
whimpered a bit.

"Ahh - " he said, and tightened, holding himself rigid. I held my finger
there and then pulled it out a bit. Then I began to move back and forth and
Charlie sighed, closing his eyes.

"You see boys - he likes that."

"Yeah..." Tommy said dreamily. "So cool..." I looked at Ryan and his little
penis twitched by itself. I took my finger out and moved to Charlie's
front. "Get my dick wet with your tongue again, Charlie." Now, finally, he
didn't protest - he was mine to do with as I pleased, in front of the boys,
or with the boys. He licked my head quickly and bobbed up and down a bit,
then licked further down. The boys watched.

I came around to Charlie's backside and leaned forward, rubbing my cock on
his hole. I spit down there and it landed on his ass crack, and then I
rubbed it down into his entrance and onto my cockhead. "Push out again,
Charlie," I said. "And raise your ass up a little. Show these boys your
nice asshole. He raised it up a bit and I pushed again, and my hard
dickhead entered Charlie's hole. He froze, and I froze. The boys watched.

 "You're in him," Ryan whispered. It was the first thing he had said in a
while. "Doesn't it hurt?" he asked.

"Does it hurt, Charlie?" I asked.

"Just a bit. Not really. Thanks - thanks for asking, Ryan."

"Fuck him - go ahead and fuck him Bill," Tommy whispered. I pushed in
more. Charlie gasped and moaned. I pulled out a little.

"Do you like that, Charlie? Do you like my cock inside your hole?" He said
nothing. "Tell me Charlie - do you like it? Tell me and the boys."

"It's, it's good, yes," he said quietly, finally. I moved in further; now I
was in all the way. He moaned and sighed a bit and his breath came in
spasms.

"He likes it. Fuck his ass!" Tommy said. And I began to move steadily now,
as the boys watched, fucking Charlie's sweet, hairy ass firmly, feeling my
dick slide against his warm inner flesh. He was tight, but I could tell
that someone or something had been in his ass before - this wasn't the
first time. He was moaning and sweating and I felt my orgasm begin. I
fucked him harder and faster in jerks, holding my dick deep in his asshole.

"I'm giving him my seed boys - one shot deep in there," I muttered. Then I
pulled back and continued to shoot. My dick was out of his hole then and he
whimpered.

 At the head of my dick, there was brown shit and Tommy immediately said,
"Whoa - that's his shit!" I continued to spasm and leak more cum onto
Charlie's hole, and rubbed it around there, rubbing the shit around his
entrance. "Fucking cool," said Tommy. Ryan kneeled there,
expressionless. His penis was still hard; I didn't know what he was making
of all of this. I rubbed my dick against Charlie's hole some more. "I can
smell his shit a little," said Tommy.

"Who's next?" I asked finally stepping back, my legs cramping a little.

"I don't think so," said Ryan. "I'll just watch."

"Tommy?" I asked, turning to him. "You want to fuck Charlie? He'll let
you. Go for it. Get your dick wet and get it in his hole. Feels good."

"Okay," he said. Then he hesitated. "But wait - can I try it - like I saw
it, once?"

"What do you mean? Go ahead - ask Charlie whatever you want to do - I'll
bet he'll do it for you."

"Charlie - will you turn over on your back?" Tommy asked, just a little
unsure of himself. Charlie turned around and lay down on his back. "I saw
this in some porn once. Will you - will you hold your legs up?" Charlie
complied.

"He tried to do this with me - but he didn't stick it in. He wanted to,"
said Ryan.

"Yeah but you wouldn't let me try," said Tommy.

"So what'd you do?" I asked.

"I just rubbed my dick around his hole a little bit and then I shot my
stuff on him," said Charlie, smiling at the memory. Ryan looked down, a
little embarrassed.

"That's pretty cool. Sounds pretty hot, huh Charlie?"

"Yeah," he said quietly, his legs still raised. There was some shit around
his hole, and my shiny cum, some saliva, sweat - a little bit of everything
on Charlie's hole. It was all stuck in the curly black hair there.

"Get your dick wet with your spit and push it right in there, Charlie. It
should go in easy - it's wet from my semen and feels nice and squishy with
his shit."

"That's gross!" said Ryan, but stayed watching.

"Why don't you help your buddy out, Ryan, and get his dick wet?" I
suggested. "Show Charlie you know how to suck cock too. He hasn't seen
yet." Ryan said nothing and stayed there still for a while, and then Tommy
stood up and stuck his hard, sticky dick close to his mouth. After a
moment, Ryan licked the tip gingerly. Charlie watched, his mouth open, his
legs spread. Then Ryan licked along the shaft and finally took about half
of Tommy's cock in his mouth, gagging briefly. Then he was done.

"There," he said.

Tommy pulled out, and said, "Now what?" to no one in particular.

"Spit on your hand and wipe it around your dick once more," I said. He spit
a big hocker in his palm and rubbed it around his shiny head. His dick was
twitching. He moved up against Charlie's rear. "Rub it around the entrance
and push slowly," I instructed.

"Here goes," Tommy whispered. Then he glided his cockhead against Charlie's
shitty, semen-covered hole.

"How's it feel?" I asked.

"Slippery. Hot."

"Push in," I said. He took his cock in his hand and pushed around there,
against the entrance. "Use your hand to open his hole a little," I said.

"Nu-uh - there's shit there!"

I reached down and with two fingers opened Charlie's hole some more. His
head was still down on the ground, and his penis was a little smaller,
slightly softer. He waited. "Push out, Charlie, like you're crapping." I
saw his anus open a bit. "Now push in Charlie, while you hold your dick," I
said, and as I said it he did and broke Charlie's ring and half of his cock
slid in quickly. Charlie gasped and stopped breathing for a moment and then
moaned lightly.

"F- fuck," whispered Tommy.

"You're in there, dude," I said. My cock was completely hard again,
watching them. Tommy didn't need more instruction. He pulled out a bit and
then pushed in again. Then he slowly began to fuck Charlie.

"Oh man - I'm fucking you. Charlie - I'm fucking your ass!" he
said. Charlie said nothing. I looked down and his penis was hard again,
bouncing around. Tommy was now fucking him steadily with his small but
thick boy cock, slamming his hips against him, riding his shitty ass. It
was a great sight. "I'm gonna shoot. Should I shoot in your ass?" he asked
Charlie.

"What you want," was all Charlie said, his voice shaking.

"I want you to eat it," said Tommy haughtily. He pulled out of Charlie's
ass slowly. His dick was completely slimy with my cum and our spit, and
there was some more shit on the head of his cock.

"Tommy!" Ryan said.

"What?" said Ryan. He came forward in front of Charlie's face. "I'm just
doing like we did before." Charlie looked up. "Suck me," said Tommy
simply. "Just like you did before." Charlie kneeled now on his knees and
took the boy's cockhead into his mouth, sucking lightly, tasting his own
shit. Ryan stood there with his mouth open. Tommy pulled his cock out and
rubbed it around Charlie's face like I had done, slapping him a bit,
humiliating him. Charlie waited, his eyes opened, looking straight ahead.
"Come on, suck it," he whispered. Charlie again took Tommy's cock in his
mouth, this time more of it, and began to bob back and forth. Tommy said,
"Oooo..." and grabbed Charlie's head kind of roughly - I was taken aback
and almost stopped him. He was thrusting into Charlie's mouth now.

"Tommy," Ryan said quietly.

"I'm - I'm almost there," said Tommy.

"You're too rough," said Ryan.

"No - it's okay. I'm - I'm - here it is." He thrust deeper and Charlie
gagged. Then he went quicker all of the sudden back and forth a few times
and grabbed Charlie's head harder. Then he pulled his dick out suddenly and
it was spasming, and he was shooting his thick semen on Charlie's face -
first around his eyes and his cheeks, and then he took his penis and aimed
it into Charlie's mouth and Charlie opened it and waited, letting Tommy do
what he wanted. Tommy was moaning in a low voice, looking at Charlie below
him, still holding his head. I had never seen anything like this before -
this man, totally at the mercy of this boy who took his pleasure how he
wanted.

"Swallow - drink it," Tommy whispered, and Charlie obeyed, licking the head
now and swallowing.

There was more that happened that day, and it was hot. Now that Charlie was
in the picture, there were lots of possibilities for fun between us and the
boys.