Date: Thu, 24 Mar 2022 07:40:42 +0000 From: Billie353535 Vegita Subject: Confessing to Father Fred (adult - youth) Part 3 Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not proceed. https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/meeting-a-farm-boy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-train-trip/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/strangers-on-a-bus/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/getting-to-ride-with-jimmy/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/doctor-tom/ *** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com *** I heard one of the fathers hush me from behind. They were still talking to one another, standing right behind my now naked body. One of their hands touched my bum, likely Father Fred's, then pressed their thumb against my butthole. I jumped at the sensation. I had never been touched by someone there before and I could barely even remember the last time I had even touched myself there! "You are one of God's most beautiful creatures, Benji." Father Fred said, continuing to thumb my entrance with more pressure. "Oh.." I replied dumbly. "Your buttocks are glorious." Father George chimed in, getting a piece of my bumcheek for himself. "Your skin is so warm and plump, Benji. And your little hole is so small and inviting. Have you ever put anything up there? " "Um, no, Father George, never." "It shows," Father George replied. My two new favourite men continued to circle around me, ogling every inch of my naked body. Getting changed back at school was never anything like this! I was usually one of those who got dressed as quickly as I could, hiding myself, but now these two men were admiring every bit of my bare skin. As they continued to circle, I decided to spread my cheeks for them, ensuring if one of them wanted to look at my hole again, they would have a good view. "Do you like us looking at your body, Benji?" Father Fred asked. "I... think so. I have never shown it to anyone like this before. Do you like it? " Distracted by my reply to Father Fred, I didn't notice Father George moving in front of me. He gently took a grip of my penis, causing me to rise up involuntarily onto my tip toes, humping up into his hand. "Oh hoho!" Father George chuckled. "Not expecting that, were you?" "No father," I gushed, while his firm grip enveloped my stiffy. His hand on me was blissful. I looked down at my tummy. Where I was used to seeing my dick, instead there was Georges' strong hand, which had completely swallowed it up, save for my pink glans just barely peeking up from within. "You do remember that lust is a sin, don't you Benji?" Fred chastised me, ensuring my slight humping came to a halt. "Oh right, sorry father. But I thought... isn't what we are doing here all about lust for one another?" "Benji, the needs of the church, of Father George, and of myself are one thing. But the needs of a little boy are different. You are here to serve us and to be taught the difference. Is that not why you confessed to me? " "I... don't know now. I think I am confused, Father Fred. " "Well, I will put this to you, Benji. Is the erection that you have there, is that from Father George touching you and from your lust towards him? Is it because of your selfish sexual desire to see what he might do to you next? Or is it hard only because you mean to serve the church? " "I'm not sure. His hand on me does feel good, and I want to please both of you and the church. But it also makes me nervous when you are both looking at me and touching me. And I have anticipation of what you may do to me now that you have seen all of me. " "I see. Father George, could I ask that you go stand outside by the door for a few minutes? I think I need to investigate Benji more closely. " I watched as Father George left. Did I say something wrong? I could see through the door that he was just standing on the other side of it, ensuring no one else could come in. Father Fred's demeanour had changed slightly, so I wasn't sure if I was in trouble or if something else was going on. When Father Fred started to get undressed himself, I could see where this was actually going. Despite sucking him a few times, I hadn't actually seen him fully naked yet. As he cast aside his robes, he displayed his whole body to me for the first time. I had never seen a grown man in the flesh like this. His bare chest was just slightly chubby and fuzzy, and his legs looked big and strong. He walked over, sitting in his chair behind his desk, his man-sized cock swinging like a pendulum. I was slowly getting more accustomed to seeing a man's cock exposed in front of me. I had spent so much of the morning with one in my mouth, but there was still a part of it that was weird to me, especially as Fred didn't have a full hard-on this time. This time it was more stuck straight out, his shaft horizontal with his legs, his penis bobbing up and down slightly. "Lay across my lap, Benji." He asked. "I am going to inspect your lower body and prepare you for penetration. Lie down and stay still for me. " I gulped. He had said it so orderly, and I knew my place. I gingerly laid down across his legs, noticing my cock must have only been mere inches from his. I could feel the warmth radiating off of his penis as my own entered its space. The coarser hairs on his legs prickled against my smoother skin, and when I tried to lie down fully, I felt my hard penis bump against his cock. "Sorry..." I murmured, knowing our genitals had just touched. "Nothing to be sorry for, boy. In fact... " Father Fred said as he reached down and adjusted himself. I gasped as he touched both of our cocks, bringing them together to ensure that my cock was lying against his. I could feel that the glans of our tips were against one another, rubbing one against the other. The heat coming from his manhood enveloped mine, and I let out a slight whimper, feeling everything so much bigger than mine. Satisfied with our position, his hand cupped my buttcheek and I tried to settle and relax as he explored my lower body as he pleased. His hand roamed over my lower body, purposefully. His fingers touched where my legs met my buttcheecks before he pushed his hand further down between my thighs. It was so intimate. He stroked my taint before pushing his arm through to my front. I lay still and spread my legs for him, letting him touch me, trusting him to explore what he wanted. He caressed the back of my legs, then went back and fondled my aching cock with his hand. My penis jumped at the sensation. I could tell my penis was hot and sweaty, and the skin on his hand was rough and dry. He quickly groped my two immature balls in his palm. "Have you ever been spanked, Benji?" Father Fred asked, his hand still on my balls. "No, Father. Are you going to spank me? " "Have you done something worthy of a spanking?" He asked. As he held my precious balls in his hand, I pondered his question. What answer was he expecting from me? I felt his girth twitch between my legs as he waited for my answer. I had done everything he had asked so far, so I was a good boy, right? Yes, I am sure I was, but I was even more sure that Father Fred would be expecting a reason to spank me. "I think... I do, Father. I do deserve a spanking, but I don't know why. " His hand finally left my vulnerable balls and slipped back up to my ass, just holding it. "It is okay to not know Benji. You do deserve a spanking, and it is up to me to teach you why. " A stinging red flash blurred my vision as he slapped my left buttcheek really hard. The noise was just as startling as the feeling. I'd never been spanked before, not even by my parents. If I did something wrong, they might have grounded me, but they never actually slapped my bum. It just wasn't something that was done anymore. Father Fred continued, "You will need to learn discipline. All young boys need it. Serving me is one thing, but having naughty thoughts by yourself is nothing but lust. The bible clearly states that sins of one's own flesh are forbidden. You are spoiling the gift that God gave you by using it for such filthy desires. " I was still trying to piece together all of the words he had just said when he spanked me again, this time on my other cheek. "Ouch!! Thank you, father, " I found myself saying after the second. I don't know why I thanked him. Was it for the spanking or the explanation? A burning rose up from my bum, a hot buzzing as he spanked me yet again. SLAP! Then came another one, and another, alternating between each cheek and some on my upper legs. He had told me to lie still for him, so I grimaced and took his lesson. My sensitive skin was on fire by the time his hand came down on me again for the final blow. SMACK! Finally, after these few sharp, short slaps, he stopped, and his hand rested on my reddened bum. I thought it was all over, but his roaming fingers told me otherwise. They dipped back down into my crack, which was now slippery and wet from sweat and nerves. He ran his fingers firmly down the middle, causing me to shiver. My body was still shaking from the spanking when he found my hole, stopped and applied pressure like earlier. "I need you to relax for this next part, Benji. If you relax and let me inside you, it will be easier. Let me push my fingers inside your anus. " With a sharp pang of discomfort, I felt his finger tunnel its way into me. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but it was another level of openness I had just submitted myself to. It was only his finger, but I could feel the invader moving further inside me, only to be followed by another. With two of his fingers now in my hole, he spread them, testing how flexible my hole was and how much it could take. It wasn't painful as much as it was stretching me down there, widening my entrance. He was doing it with such care and experience. I grunted with satisfaction as he dug deep inside me, and I felt tears well up in my eyes and I sobbed. Everything was just so overwhelming. Being naked and exposed with the man I had dreamed of for so long was surreal. Being touched, spanked, and spoken to like he did made me feel like a child again, as he held me in his arms. All this time, I thought about men and had been confused about those feelings. Father Fred and Father George had been waiting for someone like me, and now that I was being handled, I had found my place. My emotions all washed over me at once, and with his fingers still deep inside, and his hard cock underneath me, I began to cry. "There, there, Benji, does it hurt?" "No, Father. I'm just so happy, and... ohhh no, I'm so sorry! " It just happened out of nowhere. Father Fred had touched something deep inside, and I came immediately. With my cock positioned over the top of his, my boy jizz squirted directly on top of his, my cum drizzling out all over Father Fred's penis! What had I done? If I wasn't crying before, I was now, bawling from the shame. How embarrassing to not only cum in front of him, but for my sperm to go all over his manhood! No doubt feeling my wet, sticky stuff on him, Father Fred lifted me off and sat me down on the floor. When I looked down at my penis, I could still see my cum's drool trickling down. "There there, Benji, Settle down. I will ask, though, that you clean your mess off of me. " Father Fred said, splaying his legs apart. On my knees between his spread legs, I knew what he meant. I leaned in and started to lick my cum from his semi hard cock. His cock moved slightly when my tongue touched it, the manly musk from his cock wafting up to greet me. Licking him was different from when I sucked him before. He had already cum earlier, so I knew I wasn't down here to make him cum again. That wasn't my job this time. I wasn't here to perform pleasure; I had to make his penis clean and spotless. His penis jutted towards me, as if waiting expectantly. I lapped at it, first cleaning my stuff from around the root of his cock, then around his pubic area, and finally between the folds of his balls and thighs. His penis nudged against my cheek as I pressed my face into his groin, and I could hear him sighing with pleasure. "I think I feel some underneath my testes as well, Benji. Make sure you lift my sack and clean under there as well. " I diligently hefted his balls in my hand, licking underneath, being sure to lick the skin firmly and properly. I didn't notice any of my cum down there, but I think he just wanted me to lick his ball bag for a while. There was a line down the middle of his balls disappearing under the chair, and I wondered if I would be expected to lick him down there one day as well. "Whew!" I heard Father George whistle from behind me, "I can see the hand prints on his behind from here!" It sounds silly, but I felt self-conscious, knowing he would be able to see me serving Father Fred. Even though it was just George, it was like I had been caught in the act of serving another man. "I only gave him a few taps." Fred replied as I continued to serve. "Benji took them well. He just had a little accident when I penetrated him afterwards with my fingers. " "Oh really? What happened? " "I think he got a little overexcited when my fingers grazed his prostate, as he ejaculated on me. Some of his seed landed on my penis, so I've got him to clean it off. That's a good boy, Benji, I think you've got it all now. Take my penis and just leave it in your mouth until I finish talking with Father George. " I heard Father Fred sigh contently above me when I took his cock back into my mouth. I could feel its weight against my tongue as it rested in my mouth, and I lightly sucked it. "So, Fred." Father George continued. "Sunday school is about to be over. What do you think we should arrange for next week for Benji? " "Well, seeing as he just relieved himself on me, I thought we should start by teaching him some self-control. No masturbation until next Sunday. If he feels he is reaching his limit before then, he can call us for permission. " "Hah! You really think a boy his age can manage that? Deny him the ability to cum for a week? " With my mouth full of Father Fred's twitching cock, I couldn't scream in protest. A week?! I could barely go a day! I dared not speak though, as I knew it wasn't up to me. The adults were talking. I was just thankful that Father George seemed to be on my side. I felt Father Fred's cock move around in my mouth with each breath I took. "It's not just about his urges," Father Fred explained, "I have no doubt he will need release at some point during the week, but this is not just about his ability to control himself, it is also a matter of trust. When he feels he is most desperate, he can call us, and we will decide for him. He must learn not to overindulge in matters of the flesh. If he wants to cum, he must at the very least be in our presence. God clearly created his body to serve the church, not just himself. If he cannot resist his urges in a single week, then at the very least his seed should only be expelled when in the presence of the lord or his representitives. " "I can agree to that! But what about his parents? " "I have already spoken to his parents. They know that Benji may have some tasks to perform during the week for us. They were agreeable, so long as it doesn't interfere with his schoolwork. " I felt Father Fred cup my chin and pull my head closer to his crotch. It was quite easy to take it all in since he was still quite soft. It was certainly different from when he was hard though, having his mostly limp sausage just lying there. I could feel the bristles of his pubes against my skin, and against my lips; the tip of his penis tickled against the back of my throat. I was becoming used to the taste of Father Fred's cock in my mouth, and right now I knew it wasn't there for either of our satisfaction, it was there because that was going to be my role. "So. Do we get to try him before he goes home for the day? " "What do you mean by trying him?" Father Fred asked. "Well, it is obvious to me that you stretched him to prepare him for one of us. I must admit, I would have thought you would have had a go while I was outside. " "Father George, I hope you aren't succumbing to the temptations of the flesh yourself, are you?" Father Fred laughed. "But no, I have not. In fact, I was getting him ready for you. If you would like to be his first, that is?" "I'd be honoured. Are you sure?" I felt my stomach lurch. Was Fathe George going to do what I had desired for so long? Was he going to 'take' me? "We both know you're a little longer than me in that department. You should be his first. " Father Fred checked his watch. "In fact, I should be heading back out to the hall to see the rest of the congregation off. You two have some time together. Take him for yourself and I'll see you both next week. " Father Fred finally pulled himself out of my mouth. It felt empty now that his penis had left it. His taste lingered in my mouth as he got back into his robes to leave. I pulled myself up from my knees and turned to look at George, who just smiled back at me. I noticed him glance a little further down too, likely taking a look at my dick or at my still rosy red cheeks. "Are you looking forward to this, Benji Boy?" Father George asked, still looking down at me. "I gotta say, I never thought this day would come." "Me neither, Father George. Do you mean that you are going to put your... " "That's the plan! It will be both of our first times, and I am sure Father Fred will take a turn next time. Hop up on the desk, Benji and get onto your back. Once you're up there pull your legs back over yourself so I can take another look at that beautiful rose bud of yours. " "Yes, Father." My heart was thumping. This was really happening, I thought to myself. I got up onto the hard table and pulled my knees back so he could see everything. He was looking at my puckered hole, and I saw a look on his face I had never seen before. It was a giddy face, like he was about to do something he had always wanted to do, but never got the chance. He took his clothes off quickly, and his long, 8-inch cock was already hard just at the thought of entering me. As he stepped up to the table between us, it dwarfed mine, which had shrivelled up like a turtle. He laid his body down on top of me, his belly coming down to meet mine. Because of our height difference, when everything was lined up, I was looking up at the nipples on his chest, but I could feel his penis probing me down there, getting closer. "Are you ready, Benji?" Father George asked softly, his manly chest hovering above me. "Yes, but I'm scared Father George." His cock found my hole, and he pushed up against it harder. He pressed against me at my entrance, trying to push himself inside me. I willed my hole to open like I had learned with Father Fred when he had first put his finger in, which this time let Father George inside. His long cock drilled into me. I cried out in pain as his cock as it was so much thicker and longer than just a finger, sliding up past my ass walls, slithering deeper into my body. "There there, Benji. Do you want me to stop? " "No. It just hurts. " George burrowed further in, until the hot feel of his skin melted against my soft undercheeks. My cock twitched, wanting to get hard again. As much as everything hurt, there was pleasure behind it too. I couldn't help but moan and curl my toes as he bottomed out, and then withdrew, only to push his hot rod of a cock back into me. This was sex. This was George's cock going in my asshole as he fucked me. Everything burned. Everything was full as my body expanded to take in his cock. My body was shaking as he fucked me and my dick oozed cum each time he pushed inside. "You're doing so well, Benji," George puffed. "Your body will learn how to please others, and in turn, you will also feel pleasure. Your tight teenage hole is a pleasure centre for men, and Fred and I will teach you how you can cum from our doing this. " "Mmmmm" was all I managed to push out. Waves of please rippled through my body as he pistoned me over and over. I opened my eyes to see above me George's torso moving up and down over top of me. I could hear his grunts. His low animal-like noises told me it was my hole and my body that was causing him to feel good. I smiled to myself as he fucked me. His fucks became harder and deeper, and I could tell he was going to cum soon. He moaned louder above me as he approached orgasm, and I couldn't wait for him to empty his man-sized balls inside of me. When he did cum, his whole body shook, and cock throbbed against the inside walls of my ass as it pumped his sperm into me. He lay on top of me, his mass pushing down on me. His cock was softening, but it was still long enough to stay lodged inside of me. It quivered occasionally as he left it in there. "That was delightful, Benji. I can't wait to do this again." "Thank you, Father George. I liked it too. " My hole felt spread and open, but I knew I had served George well. We lay there panting together. His sweaty body was hanging over mine. When he finally did draw out, I felt every inch of his cock pull out of my hole, followed by the crest of his cock head at the end. "You better tidy yourself up and get dressed, Benji. Your parents will be wondering where you have got to. You can dab your hole with these. " George said, handing me some tissues. "Yes, Father." I replied, gingerly wiping away his sperm, which was still dripping out. "And don't forget, no touching yourself this week. If you can't resist, you are to give one of us a call. Understand? " "Yes, Father. I promise I won't do it without letting you know. 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