Date: Thu, 7 Apr 2022 07:47:15 +0000 From: Billie353535 Vegita Subject: Confessing to Father Fred (adult - youth) Part 4 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 *** Ugh, geez, social studies was never like this. I hadn't been allowed to jerk off all week, as Father Fred told me not to, and now I felt like I was going to burst. It was Thursday now, and as I sat in class, yet another raging boner was making itself known. I adjusted my shorts again, for the millionth time that day. A couple of times a day was pretty standard for a boy my age, but there was no way others in my class hadn't noticed. It had been hard all day, and nothing I did seemed to make it go down any more. I bent over double, in orgasmic agony, and knocked my head on my desk. A couple of light taps used to help ease the horny thing between my legs, but now it just helps with the frustration. The clock ticked painfully slowly. I glared around the room at my classmates, who hopefully had no idea what I had going on in my pants and what I was going through. The bell rang. Finally, I was free. I quickly dropped my bag onto my lap to cover my crotch and waited till everyone else had filed out before getting up. I just wanted to minimise any chance of anyone seeing the bulge in my shorts, if they hadn't already noticed me touching myself most of the day, that is. Once everyone else was gone, I made my move, holstered my bag behind my back and made my own way towards the door. "Benji, say a moment, will you?" My teacher, Mr. Brown, asked. Shit. I forgot he was still here. "Yes sir?" I croaked. I'd be lying if I didn't admit to having a crush on Mr. Brown too. Not quite as much as Father Fred, but he was still a man that I would let do things to me if he just asked. I'd often wonder how big his cock was, catching him scratching himself out of sight every so often. "You've been distracted the last few days, Benji." Mr. Brown continued. "Is something the matter?" "No sir, I mean, just a lot on my mind, I guess." He was sitting at his desk when he turned and spread his legs like some adult males sometimes do. I gulped. He had a clear view of my shorts, so there is no way he could have missed the bulge pushing out from behind my zipper. With his legs spread so wide, I couldn't help but glance at his crotch myself. He was definitely looking at mine as well, seeing the shape my dick made, pushing out the front from behind my zipper. "Are you sure? Is everything okay at home, Benji? Do you get, uh, time to yourself? " He asked, finally pulling his eyes from my crotch to look me in the eye. "Yes, Sir, I've just been really busy this week." "I'm sure you have. Just remember that you need to make time for yourself too. It is perfectly natural for a boy your age to relieve himself. Your body has needs. If you don't take care of those needs, it can become very hard to concentrate. " "Um... yeah, I know." God, I needed to get out of here. My cock ached in my shorts, and I needed to see Father Fred FAST. "If it helps Benji, you can skip studying tonight if you need some time. You know, to take care of things. " "Oh, um, it's nothing like that, sir. It's just... complicated, I guess. " "I'm sure it is. " He smiled. "Well, you know that my door is always open. If you need to talk, or just need anything, come and have a chat. " "Yes, Sir. Thank you, sir. " I bolted out of there. I had never been so close to cumming in all my life, and that was just from Mr. Brown talking to me. The second I was out of there, I made a B line straight for the church. My cock was so hard it hurt, tented up in front of me as I ran. -- By the time I arrived at the church, I charged through the front door. There was Father Fred at the opposite end of the hall, lighting some candles on stage. "Father Fred! Father Fred! " I shouted across the room. "Ah Benji! I had been expecting to see you any day now. How are you doing? " Father Fred replied, turning to face me. "I'm sorry, Father. I've held off for as long as I could. May you please allow me to cum? Please? I need to so badly! " He likely saw the strain on my face and looked me over, giving me a judgemental look when he saw my obvious erection under my clothes. "Follow me to my office, Benji. Father George is here too, and we'll discuss it all together. " Father Fred dropped what he was doing and headed towards the back, with me waddling behind in tow. We walked down the passage to the office where it all happened the last time. The moment I saw the door to where we were headed, all the images of what we did together last time suddenly flooded back. That room was where I stripped for them for the first time, showing them my body and my hole. It was where Father Fred fingered me, spanked me, and where I spermed in his lap, only to have to clean it off of him again. And it was where Father George penetrated me, pushing his penis inside my ass to take my virginity. Butterflies churned in my stomach as I wondered if we would do more today. Father Fred might fuck me today. A sudden pang in my cock drew those naughty thoughts to an abrupt end. "How are you doing, Benji?" Father George asked, snapping me out of my fantasy. "Really desperate, Father George. I don't think I can wait much longer! " "Patience, Benji." Father Fred chided me from behind. "Father George and I will decide whether it has been long enough. First things first, what sort of underwear are you wearing today? " "I'm wearing briefs under these," I said, indicating my shorts. "Red ones." "Good. Strip out of everything except for your briefs. " I did as I was told. I didn't care about showing them my body; they had already seen it. I was a little self-conscious about my dick standing up, though, especially after what happened when I came all over Father Fred last time. With all my clothes off, the lewd tent in my underwear stuck out like a sore red thumb. My dick thrust up against the elastic, straining like it was trying to break free. My balls were larger than normal too, having not been able to cum all week. They were extra plump and their outline could be clearly seen underneath my rigid shaft. "I see you have a little wet patch there, Benji." Father George said, pointing out a slightly darker damp patch at the very top of my undies. "Yes, Father George. It's been leaking like that all day. " "Have you been touching yourself at all?" Father Fred asked. "Have you been able to stave off your temptations?" "I only touch it to try to adjust it in my shorts. Sometimes it gets in a weird angle and I have no choice but to move it a little to hide it better from my classmates. I don't do it too much, because it is so sensitive. But there was something that happened last night, but I don't know if it counts?" "What was that?" "Well, last night when I went to bed, I was really tired and really horny. Normally I would have jerked off, but I promise I didn't. My cock was still rock hard when I fell asleep, and I think I had a sex dream. " "What happened in your sex dream? Tell us about it. " Father George asked. "I was in class and standing on top of my desk completely naked. My dick felt really tingly, but it was totally soft, and everyone was pointing and laughing at me. But then suddenly, you were there, Father Fred. You told them about how you liked my body and how brave I was for everything I did for you. My cock started to grow harder and harder the more you spoke, and eventually it got so hard I thought it was going to explode! Everyone else got quiet while you told them about me, and they weren't laughing any more, but my dick was harder and bigger than it had ever been. I was totally boned up in front of everyone and the feeling was really intense! " "I see. Did you wake up with soiled sheets? Were they wet or sticky? " "No, Father. My alarm went off just as I felt I couldn't take any more. But since then, my dick has barely gone down. I mean, look at it! " I said, gesturing to my cotton covered cock. Father George placed his hand on the underside of my taint, cupping my hot, swollen balls. I couldn't help but straighten my back and snort in the air at how tender my nuts were. I whimpered as he fingered my pole lightly, then peeled back the waistband of my undies to release my bright pink glans. "You have a delightful little pee hole, Benji, and you make Father George and I so proud. Look at all of that delightful boy honey flowing out. " "Thank you, Father Fred. It's been pouring out constantly and I didn't know if that was allowed. " "Some things about your body we cannot expect you to control. Father George, could you please go and get an ice pack for Master Benji here? I think he needs some reprieve. " I wasn't sure what the icepack was for, or what he meant by reprieve. All I knew was that Father Fred had moved right up to me, hooking his fingers into my briefs, pulling them completely to the floor. Father Fred stepped up and reached around me, almost to hug me, but instead found his fingers exploring my now available butt crack. "Did you have any trouble after Father George used this?" Father Fred asked, finding his finger at my entrance. "None, Father. But I enjoyed it very much." I replied, looking up at him as he touched me. "You're very we down there, Benji. Have you been swimming today? " "No, Father, but we had PE, so it will be from that. Sorry. " This didn't seem to deter him, though. I looked up at him and smelled his musk as he ran his fingers over my damp, private asshole. I tried pushing back against him, wishing he would just push it up inside me, but as much as I wanted it, every time I pushed back against him, he would pull away. He just kept stroking me gently, over and over, teasing my hole. He ran his fingers everywhere, feeling my soft, tender skin down there. My body melted onto his finger as he probed my hole, my hips moving on their own. My hips moved in time with his curious digit, to the point where I couldn't help but let out an involuntary moan. "You aren't letting your feelings get the better of you again, are you Benji?" Fred said, snapping me out of my gyrations. "Sorry father... it just feels so nice." "You're very slick and slippery. But you do have such a tight little hole, Benji. " "You can stick your finger in if you want, Father Fred. " Father Fred sighed, suddenly stopping and returning back to the front of me. "I think we will let you cum today, Benji. But you will need to serve Father George and I first, okay? " "Yes, Father, I understand. " I replied as Father George returned to the room. "Ah, Father George. Would you apply that to Benji's bare balls? It might help stave off his impending orgasm while he serves us first. " I noticed the package George was holding was a clear blue plastic bag that was filled with square cubes of ice water! He knelt down directly in front of me, bringing the bag towards my jewels. "But that'll be freezing!" I protested. "I'll be good. I won't cum. I promise! " "It's just for your own good, Benji. Not only will this quell your erection for a while, it will be a gentle reminder of lust versus servitude. Now, hands behind your back so Father George can apply it properly. " I forced myself to put my arms behind me, linking my hands together tightly. I clenched my eyes shut and braced myself. "OH JEEZ SSSS AH! THAT'S C-COLD! " I screamed, feeling the harsh plastic make contact with my nuts. Father George just chuckled below as he held it there, one hand on the bag, the other hand cupping my bum cheek. The icepack had the desired effect. The stinging cold against my hot, bloated balls was immediate, causing my boyhood to quickly retreat to its small, flaccid state. Just when I thought I was getting used to it, Father George turned the pack and applied it just as liberally to the other side of my balls, causing another wave of chill to blast across my genitals. I stood strong, clutching my shaking hands behind my back as my frigid cock was reduced to barely a nub. It was freezing, but I was soft again. The dull ache in my balls remained, but at least I knew that after serving these two men, I might finally be given what I needed. The skin of my cock was slightly redder than normal, standing out against my pale skin. I looked up to see Father Fred smiling. "Is that better?" Father Fred asked. I was shivering, pacing back and forth on my feet, but the ice bag had certainly done the trick. "It got rid of my boner. But the feeling is still there. " I said glumly, looking at my now miniature-sized cock. "We'll take care of that shortly." Father Fred declared. "Now, would you like to use his hole again, George?" "I've already had a go; it's your turn, Fred." "I insist. We know he can take you. I can wait till after you are finished. " "Ah, come on. We both know he wants you to do him. Don't be shy." I stood merely as a witness as they discussed which of them would take my ass that day. I didn't mind who it was; I just wanted it over with. I did like when George fucked me, and looked forward to when he might do it again, but then again, Fred had always been my favorite, and he hadn't done me yet. "You don't think I will hurt him?" Fred asked George "No chance. He managed to take me; he should be able to take you. " "Um, fathers, I have another idea. " I asked, interrupting their discussion. The two men looked at one another knowingly, raising their eyebrows, then turned back to me. "Considering how well your last idea was, I'm all ears!" Father George laughed. "Well, what if... What if you both did me at the same time? Father Fred, you can take me from behind while George can put his one in my mouth?" They turned to face one another again. I could never tell how far I should take things. Would they take this as me serving the church, and be proud of my suggestion? Or will they hear it as my lust from wanting to be taken by both of these two men at once? "Benji, every time we meet, you surprise me." Father Fred said, patting my head. "Are you sure you can manage both of us like that at once?" "I will do my best, Father. Please? I have always wanted you both, and having you both use me at once sounds like a dream come true! " I jumped onto the office table and stuck my bum out, offering myself to them completely. Father Fred got up behind me, and Father George got in front. I looked behind me and saw that Father Fred had already pushed his pants to his knees and taken out his cock, while Father George had taken his out and held it pointed towards my mouth. It was clear to me that both their cocks needed to be served first, and I had to do a good job of theirs if I wanted my own release. "Your teenage hole looks so precious and small," Father Fred said from behind me. "I cannot believe Father George has had his penis in there already." "His hole is divine, Fred." Father George agreed in the front. "You will love it. His body will no doubt resist your thickness at first, but once you're in there, it is like swimming in heaven. " Father Fred thumbed my hole once more, feeling my tightness. "It really is unbelievable. Such a tight, tiny hole, capable of such pleasure. How could God create such a beautiful thing? " When Father Fred's thumb left, I knew what was coming. I bowed my head to prepare myself, with Father George waiting for Fred to get started first. I felt Fred's body heat first, as his belly brushed up against my hairless bum, and the meat of his cock pressed its way through my crack. I knew his wasn't as long as Georges', but I would definitely need to spread wide to take it. I tried to bare down as he pushed, but it was just so thick. The sponginess of his glans pressed and pushed against my ass with ever increasing strength, and I could tell Fred was determined to get inside. His sex drive had taken over any earlier concern about whether I was big enough. I heard him grunt and realign himself. He grabbed the back of my thighs like handle bars, and pressed his knob against me again. With his new grip, I felt him push in again, this time with even more determination. This time he was using all his strength, so I pushed out, spreading my hole as best I knew how. My damp, sweat nervous hole, was just enough for his thickness to push its way in, feeling like a sudden jolt, like touching an electric fence. My whole body tensed and shook as his cock entered my body, spreading apart my sphincter. I guessed he must have had about half of me in from the initial entry, and just as I was getting used to that, he pushed again, this time inserting his meat until it was all the way in. "Aahhh-ouch!" I cried. I was definitely looser than when George took me, but didn't have quite the same prep time as last week. I could feel Fred's cock expanding my insides. And while he wasn't as deep as George was, I felt fuller, the thickness of his shaft stretching my hole wide. "You're doing great, Benji," George assured me from the front. "Now it's time for mine. Open your mouth so I can enter you this end. " My head was still bowed, so George placed his hand under my chin, bringing it up to level with his crotch. I dropped my jaw, allowing George to walk his long cock into my throat. I almost gagged as he entered my throat, but I was able to hold it off. It trundled in, my mouth packed and my ass full.I had found my place. Squewered at both ends, a long cock in my mouth, and one up my ass from my two desired men. A sense of accomplishment came over me as I heard their satisfied noises, their two manly grunts and groans of satisfaction, and their masculine bodies pressing themselves together with me in the middle. "Mmmmph," I murmured, but I'm not sure what I was trying to say. They fucked me at both ends. Yes, fucked. Two full-grown adults fucking me in the middle, each in sync with one another. One in my ass, one in my mouth, my body was just a receptacle for the needs of their cocks. As my body swayed forwards and backwards to their rhythm, I felt my own balls dangling longingly, swinging in time with their thrusts. Why did I wait so long to admit my feelings to Father Fred? I could have been doing this for ages already if I had just confessed. I smiled to myself. The pain in my rear was nothing compared to hearing the satisfied growls and signs of Father Fred and Father George. My body was making them feel so good, and was soon to take in both of their loads. That made me so happy. How many other boys could say they had been fucked at my age? My ass might have been spread wider than it ever had been, and I could only breath through my nose, but this was heaven to me. "You are one fine boy," Father Fred said, as he continued to thrust in and out. " I muffled a response, the vibrations of my voice tingling against George's cock. George moaned, and his cock swelled, the rippling feelings in my throat trying to make noise, causing him to cum. The first gushes of his cum deposited deep into my guts. I couldn't taste it because of how far inside me he was, but he was definitely dumping his load from the way his length was throbbing and twitching. Kindly, he pulled back just in time for the last few shots of his cream to coat my tongue. "You're so good at this, Benji," Father George said, his cock flopping out like a snake. "Thank you, Father." I said, my mouth finally free to talk. "Why don't you masturbate him, George?" Father Fred suggested, who was still plugged into my ass. "Not too much though, I still need to finish." Father George reached under me, discovering my cock was already back to semi-hard. He gripped my cock firmly, and I gritted my teeth. He pulled it downward, like he was milking me, and my body shuddered. "Ooohh", I gasped. My dick was so sensitive that I could feel his hand glancing over every bump and vein along it on its way down. He pulled down so hard that I had to lock my knees to prevent my bum from lowering and disrupting Fred from fucking me in the back. "Settle down there, Tiger," Father George laughed. "It was just one stroke. You still need to wait for Father Fred to finish. " "Oh Father... please..." I winced as he continued tugging my member between my legs. "I don't know if I can help it. " "No. Wait your turn. "Father Fred said, pushing his cock into me once more. Meanwhile, Father George moved his hand back to the root of my cock again, only to pull it down once more. His grip was hard, as if he was pulling me downwards by my dick. I had to stay in place, though, so Fred could fuck me. George stretched me while he pulled, my legs quaking to stay in place, my cock growing back to its full hardness. His hand lingered on my knob, gently tugging on my tip too. I gritted my teeth. It felt so good to be touched and stroked, but I had to hold off. " Oh god, please cum inside me, Father Fred. I've wanted it for so long. " I could feel my sphincter clenching around his thick cock as it trundled in and out of my hole. Oh god. It was spreading everything down there to my limit as it slid in and out. My balls raged, my body shaking as Fred pleased himself against my insides. I felt his cock throb once more. Then he grunted as his manhood swelled. I could feel ripples down his cock as his load was deposited inside me. I don't know when he pulled out, as the next thing I knew I was on my side but still on the table. I was exhausted. I could hear my heart pumping in my ears. Father Fred's warm load was trickling across my lower bumcheek, almost tickling me as it made its way across my skin and down to the floor. My body was sore, but it was a good sore, like I had just run a marathon. Father Fred and Father George were talking to one another again, but I was too tired to listen. One came up, I don't know who, and put their hands on my boydick. I was still rock hard, the only part of my body that wasn't limp. The owner of said hand was warm and kind, expertly masturbating my cock to give me exactly what I so desperately needed. I moaned as my cock perked up, growing to its full length, my orgasm approaching at long last. It throbbed, and an immense pressure built up behind my balls. I don't know how far I shot, all I know is that it seemed to go on forever as I burst like a dam. My boy cock might not be as big as theirs, but with how long it had been, I felt like I came bucketloads. My tired cock twitched, expelling every last drop onto the table in front of me. "Thank you." I managed to squeeze out as their hand left me. "You did a great job today , Benji." Father George said. "Indeed." Father Fred agreed. "We'll see you back on Sunday, but remember, no cumming again until then. *** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com ***