Date: Wed, 3 Nov 2004 23:04:30 EST
From: SpankThoseButz@aol.com
Subject: "THE PREACHER MAN SERIES"   (Part 1)  (Rural)

Note.....This story is FICTION based upon FICTIONAL characters created in
my (horny!) imagination.  I have thought about doing this series for
quite some time now. I have always had a major-league fetish for hunky
guys in suits to begin with, and, most evangelists are dapper dressers.
Plus, as I'm sure you guys are painfully aware, these so-called "Men of
the Lord" can get pretty ugly when preaching hatred directed to gays. So,
what better than to write a series of homoerotic stories about a dapper,
distinguished "preacher man" who just HAPPENS to be gay?? UNZIP ANDENJOY!!
                       Grantville, Georgia. A small community two hours
from the bustling city of Atlanta. Here, the famed evangelist Graham
Atwood made his home. Atwood was a magnificent-looking man in his early
50s, well over six foot, a solid, broad-shouldered torso, a handsome,
square-jawed face, and thick wavy black hair flecked with silver. His
custom tailored suits fitted him like a glove, and his round, beefy, ass
was a magnificent sight to behold, as many lusting males in those parts
could tell you. It was obvious that Atwood was hung like stallion, as his
tailored suit trousers left little to theimagination.
  Atwood only preached to all-male audiences, and, over the years, had
"baptized" many of them personally. Under his costly yet conservative
suits he wore A-shirts that emphasized his broad chest, and tight,
old-fashioned button-front boxer shorts, that revealed a massive set of
horse cock and bull balls up front, and a broad, proud, masculine rump in
therear.
  He loved having some hunky fellow suck his huge preacher's cock through
the fly of his shorts, and he was more than willing to return the favor.
As his awesome glutes always attracted so much attention from his male
bretheren, he was no stranger to spanking, paddling, rimming, fucking, or
dildos.  Graham Atwood saw no reason to be ashamed of his sexuality. The
Lord had made him gay, and he was determined to enjoy that lifestyle as
much as
possible.
Atwood, in short, was not only a highly-gifted man acedemically, but also
was blessed with something many hatemongering "preacher men" had none
of....humility AND commonsense.
     At the moment, this distinguished, sharply-dressed evangelist sat in
his dignified, wood-panneled study, deep in thought. He knew he needed
another man to help him carry out the word of the Lord to his loyal
masses. He knew this man, of course, also had to be gay, but, more
importantly, this man had to beunattatched.
                                          For it was Graham Atwood's
dream to preach the Word with another manly fellow at his side....a man
who would be his best friend, his confidant, his right-hand man, his bed
partner, his lover. Suddenly, his thoughts were curtailed by the chiming
of his doorbell, and he got up out his leather desk chair to answer it.
When he opened the door, he Atwood felt his thick horsecock start to
throb in his expensive suit pants. A man was standing there on his front
step, tall, handsome, only slightly balding. He, too, wore a
tight-fitting suit, and his crotch revealed a well-packedbasket.
                                          "Excuse me, Rev. Atwood?" The
handsome stranger replied "I am John Baxter, and I'd like to talk to you
if you have time. "Brother Baxter, please, come right in," Graham Atwood
extended his broad hand in a gesture of friendship and brotherhood.
"DAMN," Baxter thought, feeling Atwood's powerful grip encase his own
strong hand "Would I love to feel this paw wrapped around my dick!" A
moment later, both well-dressed men were seated in Atwood's
well-furnished study. "What can I do for you, Brother Baxter?" Atwood
asked, his piercing blue eyes sizing up the hunky Baxter through his
bifocals.                                                        "Well,
Rev. Atwood," Baxter replied, feeling his cock start leaking lube into
his boxers "I'd like to talk to you about preaching with
you.......traveling with you.......LOVING you!" That last statement
jolted Graham Atwood's bulging, trouser-encased nuts like a thunderbolt,
and his huge cock stiffened even more, now a VERY prominent bulge behind
the fly of his grey suit trousers.                                    For
a moment, Graham Atwood made no reply.......he KNEW that John Baxter was
INDEED the man he had been looking for. But, before anything formal could
take place, he knew he must "baptize" Brother Baxter into the
fold......                THE END!   Hope you guys enjoyed! In Part Two,
John Baxter will not only be "baptised" by the hunky Graham Atwood, but
he will be "anointing" the dapper evangelist in his OWN way!! Comments
and feedback are always welcome! Part Two coming soon!