Date: Wed, 7 Jun 2023 15:31:07 +0200 From: john skehan Subject: Altar boy assistant Altar boy assistant cajuncock This is awork of gay fiction intended for adult readers. If this offends you or is illegal where you live, leave now If you enjoy stories on the site consider a donation. Comments; cajunboi868@gmail My parents had been quite pleased that Father Arthur had come to their home. He told them that he had been watching me in high school. He asked if they would agree for me to be his assistant at mass in one of the parish churches that his order serviced. I was listening through the thin curtain in the kitchen doorway. They immediately agreed hoping that he would keep me on the right path and away from temptations. He explained that it would be necessary that I spend the Saturday night with him since some of the churches were in rural areas a good distance from home. We'd have to drive an hour or more to be there for the first mass at 8AM. All was set up. The following Saturday evening he picked me up at home for the drive back to the priests' residence at the high school. I'd never been inside before. His rooms had a large double bed along with his desk. He explained that it was an old building with a large shower room shared by the other priests, 6 on this floor. I ate with the other five who were there with their own altar assistants. After dinner all of us sat in the dining room drinking coffee. I noticed that every once in a while one of the assistants would duck under the long table. They had served us dinner so were expected to tidy up after. I dropped my spoon on purpose to see under the table. Each priest sat there with his zipper fully down and his hard cock standing out at full attention. An assistant was there under the table nursing on the exposed dicks. Father Arthur reached under to guide me to his cock. The other assistants soon joined me under the table. Each one had an assigned cock to nurse on. The conversation went on at the table as if nothing was strange. I attacked Father Arthor's cock as if it were the last on earth. The boy next to me touched my shoulder nodding to the cock next to me. I understood my duty and moved to such that one as he replaced me on my priest's tool. We rotated under the table servicing each cock. None of them ejaculated as we moved around. Finally, the 6 priests stood indicating that the meal was over. We lined up behind the priests as all of us returned to their bedrooms. None of the doors were shut as pairs moved to their assigned rooms. I stood watching Art remove his black cassock. As I expected he was naked and hard underneath it. He moved to me kissing my soft, moaning lips. I heard others moaning and understood why none of the doors were closed. Art began removing my clothes, piece by piece, until I stood naked and hard before him. He ran his hands down my body. He pinched my nipples causing me to moan loudly. Others were moaning with the same passionate need. I was turned to stand in the open doorway visible to the other doors. Art knelt behind me, pulling my ass cheeks open to admire my boy pussy. I moaned as I felt his tongue begin exploring my hole. Others let out similar sounds as tongues and fingers explored boy holes. Looking up and down the hallway, one by one each boy knelt on all fours halfway in the hall. I felt Art pushed an oiled finger in my exposed hole. I began confessing, like the other boys "Bless me father, I have sinned for your sake. Bless my hole as an offering to you." One by one each boy was entered by his priest. Art slowly pushed his thick nine inch rod inside my tight boy pussy causing me to beg out "Father take me for your need. Make us one." I could hear skin slapping skin as the boys were bred with the priests moaning at the pleasure they were receiving. Each boy cried out "YES! Please bless me with your holy seed!" Each priest cried out as he filled his boy. Art held my waist as he unloaded into my body. He fell on my back still pumping, filling me. When he finally pulled from my well used hole he turned me around with my used hole facing the hallway. One by one each priest moved down inspecting the boy holes, adding their own cocks to the well lube pussies. Then we were told to stand in a circle in the hall. The priest knelt in the center of our circle ready to take all of our teen cum. Each of the boys jerked off onto a priest giving him his boy seed. They kissed each other exchanging the youthful gift among them. Art announced that it was time for a shower before bed. We trooped to the large shower room where we were each cleaned. I saw that as they washed us the priests regained their erections. At this point lube was not needed as each of the young boys had been properly opened. One last mass breeding session commenced. It was one enjoyed by all twelve of us. In the morning we showered, dressed, and had a light liquid breakfast before departing. On the drive, it was explained that after mass we would be treated to a full meal with the parish men's council and we were to entertain them along with their sons. I was not prepared for the full meal including wine. At the end their sons cleared the tables. They returned from the kitchen wearing only white, thin lolin cloths. Each boy moved to his own father or the designated male to unzip his pants and pull out a hard cock. The boys slathered the cocks with their spit before impaling themselves. Art poured some melted butter on his own exposed cock, lifted me up and pushed me down on his cock to the base. My cries joined that of the other boys as we bounced on the erections buried in us. After each man had given up his seed a blessing was offered and we dressed to leave. On the drive back Art asked how I felt? I was happy and sexually satisfied by our time. He asked if I wanted to go straight home or would like to spend a few hours more with him? It was a useless question. I was now his sex slave ready to do whatever he wanted. Each weekend after that I spent with him. Sometimes we went to a different parish. Once all of the parishes sponsored a weekend retreat for the men. It was something that we all looked forward to.