Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2009 02:50:10 EST From: SpankThoseButz@aol.com Subject: "Altar Boyz" (Authoritarian/Adult-youth) Note: This story is TOTAL and COMPLETE fiction! The characters portrayed here are TOTALLY fictitious; that being said, relax, unzip, and enjoy! I've been a Catholic priest for 25 years now, and it was now obvious that my parish was going through some rough times. With parish enrollment no longer what it once was, it meant I had to rely more and more on adults to serve as "altar boys". Just as well, as, truth be told, young kids, no matter how well-behaved, just get under my skin, so, in a way, I didn't mind this at all. Fast-forward a few months, and now, I found myself with two steady and reliable altar "boys", two 18-year old, local college-bound twins, Mike and Jimmy Konner. Both young men were respectful and well-behaved, and they both looked younger than 18. In fact, Mike confided in me that he and his brother often took a lot of kidding from the other guys their age, because of their boyish looks. Both "boys", however, knew how to defend themselves, and had more than kicked the crap out of more than a few of their hecklers. These two brother's had a lot of wrestling trophies under the belt, (among other things, but that's getting ahead of the story!) Now, as my tastes in men have always run towards the older, "daddy" types, these two 18-year olds never entered my mind sexually for a moment. How was I supposed to know that the two brothers were BOTH gay.....and both had been lusting over my round, small butt in my snug-fitting black clerical pants....all the time they'd served with me, and run errands for me, and hung around my office, just bullshitting back and forth?? I later realized that neither brother ever mentioned a girlfriend, but, at the time, I didn't even think about it. Things came to a head on Sunday afternoon, when, in my office at the rectory, the two brothers, still wearing their too-small cassocks after serving my Mass, sat in the two old wooden chairs facing my desk, with big smirks on their almost-angelic faces. "I hear you like guys, " Fr. John!" Jimmy blurted out. Totally unprepared for what I had just heard, I just stared back totally speechless, when Mike chuckled, "It's OK, Father! So do we! Jimmy and I are BOTH gay....and we both think you're hot as hell! Why do you think we were so enthusiastic about becoming your 'altar boys'?" Again, I didn't know how to respond to this, but already my big, thick cock was starting to form a sizeable bulge behind my fly. Both boys noted this, and they winked at each other with big, wise-guy grins on their cute, youthful faces, and Jimmy growled, "Looks like Fr, John is guilty of the sin of lust, Mike! I think we have to teach him a lesson and make him do penance!" Finally recovering the ability of speech, I rubbed the hefty bulge in my black trousers and said, "Christ, guys! What are were fuckin' waiting for, for Christ's sake?" What happened next really blew me away. Both my cassocked altar "boys" started growling at me that I should know better than to take the Lord's name in vain, and that I must be made to regret doing so. Then, Jimmy and Mike, both sat down side by side on my old red leather sofa, and the two of them fought to unbuckle my belt, and unzip my fly. Then, they roughly shoved my black clerical trousers down to my highly-polished black shoes, revealing my gartered socks. Then, I was pulled across both their cassocked laps, and the two teen studs flipped back my black shirttail, exposing my round, meaty little butt, looking so fucking spankable in my tight white briefs. I could feel my huge cock throb as it leaked lube into my jockeys, as Jimmy and Mike roughly squeezed and rubbed my upturned butt. Then, I heard Jimmy snarl, "OK, YOU FUCKING FOUR-EYED COCKSUCKIN' PRIEST!! YOU DESERVE THIS AND YOU KNOW IT!" Then it began. No warm up whatsoever. Both teen brothers started blasting my cotton-covered butt with their bare hands, hard, stinging, open-palmed blows that set my round buns to quivering and bouncing, and my fat cock to leak even more lube into my sweaty briefs. Both boys just kept up a steady volley of good, hard spanks to my already sensitive ass, and I yelped, moaned, and whimpered as my captive Catholic butt was turned to toast under the avenging hands of my two star altar boys. SMACK! SMACK! WHAP! WHAP! SMACK! WHAP! Again and again, Jimmy and Mike assaulted my cotton-covered ass, and I just kept on grinding my aching hardon against their firm thighs, my lube leaking out of my briefs and onto Jimmy's ill-fitting cassock. Then, there was a brief pause, just long enough for them to yank down my briefs altogether, and my red, flaming ass, looking sexier than ever, was no bare...and TOTALLY vunerable, and Mike and his equally horny brother obviously liked what they saw! That's when I heard some feverish whispering going on between the brothers, and I found myself being roughly pushed off their laps, and then Mike snarled: "OK, FATHER JOHN! NOW YOU'LL REALLY PAY FOR YOUR SINS! YOUR SORRY PRIESTLY ASS WILL NOW TRULY FEEL THE FIRES OF HELL!" Jimmy ordered me to bend over my desk, and I obeyed without question, my huge, drooling dong jutting against my old, paper-strewn oak desk. Then I saw Jimmy reach under his cassock and yank out his thick braided leather belt from his belt loops, and then Mike do likewise. SWOOSH! CRACK! SWOOSH! CRRACK!! SWOOSSHH! CRACK!! SWOOSHH!! CRACCCK!! With only us three in the rectory, no one could hear my loud, yelping cries, as the two horny, dominant altar boys attacked my red, blazing ass with their belts. Again and again, the boys walloped the hell out of my quivering, sizzling butt, and, soon those round, manly buns were sporting some pretty decent stripes. Tears fogged up my bifocals and coursed down my cheeks, as this all-out assault on my captive ass went on full blast. Fuck, I yelped, moaned, and whimpered, but, shit, I LOVED having my hot 50-something backside thoroughly roasted by these two teen hellions, "disguised" as altar boys! Then, without warning, the blistering butt-bashing stopped, and then, what happened next, blew me completely away. I watched as Jimmy picked up the old statue of St. Marcus Of Faro (totally fictitious saint, BTW) from my desk top, some ultra-obscure saint that few even knew about these days. The statue was about 12 inches tall, and really solid. Then, as my cock throbbed painfully, I watched speechless as the two brothers slobbered all over the old statue, their hot tongues lapping and licking like there was no tomorrow, both of them working up big mouthfuls of saliva, that totally lathered the ancient St. Marcus statue. Then...it dawned on my what was going to happen next...and I was NOT disappointed!! Jimmy reached under his cassock and unzipped his fly, and then shoved his pants and briefs down to his black loafers. Holy shit, I thought! This little fucker is more fuckin' hung than I am! Indeed he was, as this huge, turgid slab of throbbing teen tool had to be at least 10 inches long, beating me out by a full inch! He then sat on the edge of my desk, his massive young cock glistening with lube, jutting out of a thick black jungle, and chuckled, "C'mon, 'Father Cocksucker'! You KNOW you want it!" Before I could reply, he reached out and grabbed my head, and forced me down on his big, throbbing prick. I nearly choked on this massive shaft, the youngest dick I had ever sucked on. Though I have always considered myself mostly a top, there are times where I really get off on being the bottom, and this sure as hell was one of those times! Now, as I slurped away on Jimmy's sweaty trouser snake, I felt Mike's strong hands pulling apart my sore, blistered asscheeks, and I then moaned deep in my throat as I felt the saliva-slick head of the St. Marcus statue force its way into my hot, sweaty hole, and I felt my huge dick let loose with yet another gob of lube, making a nice stain of Jimmy's cassock. Jimmy ran his fingers through my buzz-cut hair, snickering to himself and moaning with obvious pleasure, and I could do no more than moan deep in my throat, as I felt Mike shove more and more of the spit-slick statue deeper up my ravaged ass. "Yeah....bet you wish St. Marcus was REALLY here to give your sinning ass the real fucking it deserves, right, Fr. John?" Mike chuckled. Then, when the statue was nearly up to its base in my well-stretched rectum, Mike started throttling the saliva-and-ass-juice-covered statue in and out of my over-stretched chute, fucking my priestly butt as though he were using a good-sized dildo. Every once in a while he'd stop long enough to administer a few hard, stinging swats to my blazing, welted butt, and that only spurred me on to deep-throat Jimmy's throbbing altar boy dick with even more vigor. With Jimmy's strong hands on either side of my head, pumping my cock-starved mouth up and down on this huge, youthful pud, and his twin brother Mike forcefully fucking the living hell out of my crimson ass with the St. Marcus statue, which was battering my overworked prostate to a pulp, I just couldn't hold back. I felt my hairy nuts churn, and, just before I shot my pent-up wad, Jimmy pulled my head off of his sweat and saliva-coated dick and then jerked that big teen tool, aiming right for my face. "TAKE THIS AND EAT IT, FATHER DICKLICKER!" Jimmy growled, and then volleys of thick, hot teen spunk shot out of his massive dick, splattering all over my forehead, nose, bifocals, and chin, the hot gobs of juice dribbling down to stain my Roman collar and my black shirtfront. I ground my own huge rod angrily against the desk edge, and my huge, priestly prick let loose with a scalding torrent of clerical cum, splattering the desk and Jimmy's leg, with Jimmy's cassock even getting to receive a few direct hits! My spasming asshole clutched at the St. Marcus statue as Mike continued ravaging that well-abused hole of mine. Finally, as I shot the last hot jets of jizz onto Jimmy's smooth, muscled leg, I felt Mike slowly pull the statue out of my battered hole, and then I felt Mike roughly yank me upright by my collar and growl: "OK, FATHER HOMO! LET'S SEE YOU GET THIS STATUE CLEANED UP GOOD....CAN'T PUT IT BACK ON YOUR DESK LIKE THIS!" Poor St. Marcus was still coated with both the boy's saliva, mingling with my own assjuices. Not waiting to be told again, I started licking the battle-scarred statue clean, as Mike, who still hadn't cum, bent me over the desk again, and unzipped his fly, hauling out a huge cock that was a twin of Jimmy's! He started stroking his powerful teen tool as he roughly fondled my blistered butt, moaning, "Ohhhh yeah, Father...yeah....yeahh...oohhfuck....I ANOINT THY SINNING FLESH, FAGGOT!" With that, Mike reached his peak, and jet after jet of thick, sticky, altar-boy spooge blasted my ravaged backside, hot teenboy spunk splattering my crimson buns, and slithering down my hairy, well-muscled legs, oozing into my gartered socks. "Ohhhhh, shit, guys, I muttered, "have you been after my ass for so long that you practically raped me?" Jimmy flashed another evil grin, and Mike replied: "It's gotta be pretty obvious, Father John!" Then, before I could respond, both hot young teen studs dropped to their knees and started licking and slurping away on my spooge-and-sweat sticky cock, their tongues dueling madly as they slurped away at my stiffening priest's pud. I ran my fingers through the brother's thick, wavy black hair, really getting off on my good altar boys slurping away on my throbbing dick. It was pretty obvious that both brothers were no stranger to sucking cock, that much was for certain! Then, without warning, both of them stop sucking and got up off their knees, going across the office to Jimmy's New York Kicks dufflebag. I watched as Jimmy reached in and pulled out a really mean-looking leather belt, studded with metal cleats, while Mike reached in and pulled out an equally sinister-looking wooden bathbrush. My cock throbbed and my balls churched with a fresh load as Mike snarled, "Ya know, Father...you NEVER asked permission to suck off my brother Jimmy......I think you need to be punished again......" THE END! Hope you guys enjoyed! Comments and feedback always welcome!