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PASTOR JOE

by Macout Mann

VII

Ron was very happy when Joe came for supper the next Friday night. The town's most important preacher had given him a pass on his controversial sermon. He couldn't wait to see if Joe had taken his sermon to heart.

"I thought you talked all around it, but didn't really hit the subject head on," Joe reported.

"You want me to come right out and say that sucking dick's no big deal?" Ron responded. "As it was, somebody ratted me out to Dr. MacDowell at First Church. Accused me of promoting homosexuality."

"Oh? I probably know who that was," Joe laughed. "I overhead some freshman girl after the service complaining to a friend of hers. You know, people that are goanna get upset will be upset anyway, so you may as well say what's on your mind."

"So you have decided that "being known" is no big deal?" Ron asked.

"I didn't say that. What I'm saying is that you seem to have decided that."

So they spent the evening arguing--well actually rearguing--the theology of gayness. Ron now supported the position Luke had taken ten days earlier. Joe, mostly for the sake of argument keep postulating the more conventional position. Ron told Joe what Dr. MacDowell had said about Ron's sermon.

"So we should be more tolerant?" Joe mused. "Would it could be so."

Ron had planned that they would engage past the witching hour. They climbed into bed, both naked as they had many times before. This time would be different.

Joe was well on the way to sleepy time, when he felt Ron's hand on his dick. It was a gentle feel. It was, however, obviously not unintentional.

"What...what are you doing?" Joe mumbled.

"I'm being tolerant," Ron whispered in answer. "I've wanted to be with you from the first time I laid eyes on you. I may be sinning, but now I don't think I am. I hope you don't think you are. But I've got to have you. Tonight."

Joe pulled Ron close and planted a kiss on his chest. "I...I don't think. I hope not. Right now I don't care. Take me."

It was after three, when they finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

When they awoke both men suffered pangs of conscience. Ron, because their encounter hadn't been spontaneous. He had staged the whole thing. Joe, because it happened at all.

Ron sensed how deep Joe's feelings were. "I didn't think I was taking advantage of you," he said. "If you think I did, I'm truly sorry. It won't happen again."

"No, it was bound to happen sooner or later," Joe replied. "I've wanted it to happen for I don't know how long. I guess a part of me was hoping it wouldn't...but I don't know.

"Now that it has, it would be kidding ourselves to say `It won't happen again.' I can't even control myself with other guys, guys when I really don't want it to happen." Joe was totally conflicted.

"I've been working on my doctorate for over two years," Ron said. "I've found that Eastern religions and ancient religions, most religions by and large, have never had the hang-ups about sex that Judeo-Christianity has. I'm going to write my dissertation on how different religions' attitudes toward sexual practices developed. But I had always thought that Christian practices were sacrosanct, until now.

"Actually, it was your friend, Luke, who caused me to change my mind. I met with him over Christmas. I wanted to comfort him about his expulsion from his other school and lead him back to Christ. He explained how he felt. Told me how he was expelled, while team members who had been with girls were forgiven.

"I thought about how sexual mores in ancient Rome and Greece didn't condemn homosexual encounters, but considered them normal. I thought about how Shinto warriors in Japan were honored, despite their very public homosexual alliances.

"I decided that we were kidding ourselves. The sin is not sexual contact. The sin lays in violence or in the violation of another person. When we take advantage of another. And, my God Joe, I certainly didn't mean to take advantage of you...although, I admit, I did plan what happened last night."

"You didn't take advantage of me," Joe reassured Ron. "What happened last night had to happen sooner or later.

"Luke and I have been together. That's a hookup I didn't want, but I wasn't able to control myself. Maybe you and he...He's a damned good lay."

"Now that you mention it..." Ron admitted.

It being Saturday, there was nothing that either of them had to do. So they first just embraced each other, and later once again fully enjoyed each other's bodies.

It was Joe who became the aggressor. He felt Ron's dick's response as he reached for his friend's groin. He tongued Ron's ear. He licked Ron's pits. He kissed his pecs, sucked his nips. His mouth feasted on his gut. He devoured his dick. Ron responded.

This time there were no pangs of conscience.

The remainder of the academic year passed. Joe made all As. He, Ron and Luke continued to have fun. At Luke's urging, they even engaged in three-ways. There were pangs of conscience, but they were quickly dissipated.