Date: Thu, 28 Apr 2022 06:23:03 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: Confessing to Father Fred (adult - youth) Part 5

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The following Sunday, Father Fred and I were driving across town in his
car. I was meant to serve him again at church today, but with a change of
plans and permission from my dad, we were on our own little adventure,
leaving Father George behind to deal with the congregation.
I had never been on this side of town before. I was a little nervous,
though excited, about going on a special errand with Father Fred. I knew
it was a special conference meeting that he needed to attend, and had
asked if I would like to go too. Wanting to please him in any way I
could, I went along with it. My penis tingled in my slacks. It had been a
little easier since Thursday, not having cummed. I was learning a lot
about my role from Father Fred. The feeling in my balls, the cum I was
producing down there, wasn't for me. It was for the church. I was getting
used to the dull ache in my balls more and more. Friday at school was
fine since I had just cummed the day before, but now it was Sunday, my
balls were buzzing again, ready to offer some more of my sperm if Fred
needed it.

"Will there be other people there, Father Fred? This conference? "

"Oh yes, Benji, a few dozen actually. There will be members from churches
all across town, both priests and boys like you. You might even meet some
people you didn't even know went to church. "

"That sounds pretty cool. Do you think there will be time to let me cum
sometime today? "

"We shall see." Father Fred said, "This conference will be somewhat of a
test for you. To see if you can control yourself until such time you are
given permission. "

"I understand, Father Fred. Thank you. I'm learning so much from you. "

"Here we are." Father Fred said, pulling into a parking lot. There was a
large building in front of us that looked like a hall. There were lots of
other cars parked there already, and some other men were arriving at a
similar time to us. The sounds of doors slamming shut were heard as the
men and their followers emptied their vehicles. Some of the boys looked
my age, some were a bit older, some younger.

We were the last to go in, as I followed Father Fred towards the front.
Two large wooden doors prevented anyone from seeing inside, and as we
walked over, I got that funny feeling in my tummy about what this place
was all about. I could hear people inside. There was someone singing too.
I followed Father Fred, who opened the door like he had been there a
hundred times before. Beyond the front door, there was a small entrance
area with a small number of lockers and then a second set of much heavier
doors that looked like they led into the main room.

"What is this place?" I asked apprehensively. The door closing again
behind us.

"This is a conference of like-minded priests, with like-minded boys."
Father Fred explained. "Beyond those doors, you will meet many other
Fathers, all of whom like boys much like yourself. Some are like us in
what we have been working on together, and others have slightly different
methods to educate young boys. "

"What do you mean, different?"

"Well, you are quickly learning how George and I see how a boy can be an
asset to the church. Your body and your desire to please George and I,
for example. Other fathers have other ideas about what their boys' duties
are. Some of the fathers merely require their boys to be naked, while
others, like you, perform various sexual acts. Some boys have gone well
beyond what you have done so far, and others do things we would never ask
of you. Some boys serve their local priests like you do, and other boys
are there to serve the needs of you boys instead. There are all kinds in
there. "

"Oh. Are there girls in there too? "

"No, just us males. And there is something else I should mention before
we go in too. I would like you to enter the next room naked. Boys who are
fully serving a church are expected to remove their clothes before going
through those doors. The fewer clothes they have, the more loyal they
portray themselves to be. Now, there may be people in there who you have
never met, and perhaps others who you know quite well. While I would
never ask you to do something you are not comfortable with, it would make
me very proud if you would represent our church with your complete
nakedness. "

There were those butterflies in my stomach again. I wanted to make Father
Fred happy, but what if there were boys in there from my school?! What if
there was someone I knew, and they saw me? My cock was already tingly
from lack of relief all week. It wouldn't take much for it to straighten
out, and then I would be walking around in front of a bunch of strangers
with my boner out!

"Is it okay if I just wear my underwear?"

"That is up to you, Benji. The more nude you are, the more subservient
you show that you are. And while some people inside may ask you things
that make you uneasy, no one expects you to do anything you don't want
to. "

As Father Fred looked down at me, I knew what he would have wanted me to
do. I started to get undressed. Taking off my shirt and trousers was
easy; I did that at school for PE all the time, but as for my briefs, I
figured I would decide on that once I was just down to them. Father Fred
watched me intently as my bare skin came into view. First my arms and
torso, then my legs, up to my undies, which were clearly hiding my bits.
I took a deep breath. I had to do it for him. I hooked my thumbs into
them and pushed them too, my still soft teenage dick and balls tumbling.
When I looked up again, Father Fred was wearing a wide, proud grin.

Now that I was nude, Father Fred ushered me towards the next room, my
junk leading the way. I could hear lots of voices behind it talking to
one another. As the doors swung open, I staggered a bit in the doorway,
only then realising all these people were going to be looking at me. They
all turned and looked, making no secret that they were doing it. I was
the new boy. I stood frozen in place, all the men and boys were all
looking at me.

There were about 30 people in total. All the men were all dressed, some
in their priest robes, others in just smart clothes. Most of the boys
were in various stages of undress, my attention comparing their limited
clothing to mine. The younger kids, around 8 or 9, were mostly naked,
their tiny little tackles flapping about, not seeming to care. The
slightly older boys, just a year or so younger than me, were mostly
wearing briefs, with one of two boys around my age even wearing boxers.

"Nice dick, dude." One of the older boys said as he passed in front of
me, checking me out. I blushed. I wasn't used to boys my own age seeing
me like this.

I could see what Father Fred meant as well, though. Apart from the
various stages of undress, there were certainly some differences out
there. While the younger boys seemed to chat away, their little dickletts
out in the open. Some were wearing bunny ears, or little tails, and
others were wearing pink girlie underwear. One of the older boys, around
10 or 11, had one of those G string things, and a black cord ran up the
middle of his bum crack, and a metal cage thing over his cock and balls.

It was so overwhelming with so much going on. Feeling my penis starting
to stir, I forced myself to ignore all that and look around the rest of
the room. As I said, there were about 30 or so people around. Some were
seated in rows of seats that led towards the far end, where there was a
stage. On top of a stage, there was a young choir boy singing. He had
creamy white skin and long, flowing blond hair that went all the way down
to his shoulders. He sounded like an angel. His voice was so soft but so
high, it was like he was hypnotising me with his song. It sounded so
beautiful, it actually took me a moment to appreciate that he was fully
naked too, his short, uncircumcised penis out in the open.

"What do you think, Benji?" Father Fred asked, coming around besides me.

"His voice is amazing," I gushed.

"It most certainly is. But I was talking about this place. How do you
feel? "

"I kind of wish I had kept my undies on. Most of the boys my age still
have theirs on. "

"Nonsense. You're much braver than they are, Benji. You don't need them.
" That was easy for him to say, he was still fully dressed! I was getting
cold as well, but thankfully, being cold meant my dick was behaving
itself."Do you have any questions?"

"What am I supposed to do here?"

"Well, why don't you introduce yourself to some of the other priests or
boys? Offer yourself to them, let them know who you are.

"But..."

"You'll do fine. Do us proud, Benji. I need to go meet someone, so I will
see you a little later. "

"But wait!" But he was gone, marching off, leaving me there, sticking out
like a sore naked thumb.

My eyes wandered. In a corner, I noticed a nearby drink station, with a
small number of people milling around. My mouth was pretty dry, so I
guess I'll check that out. I shuffled over awkwardly, my feet feeling
like lead as I walked amongst everyone. Someone behind me glanced their
hand against my bum cheek, but I just swallowed and kept moving.

"Can I have a glass of water please?" I asked the man standing behind the
table.

"Help yourself, young man." The tall man replied, blatantly looking down
at my penis like everyone else. "What brings a pretty creature like you
here today?"

"Um... Father Fred brought me here." I replied, my voice shaking
slightly.

"Oh! I know Fred. And what is your name? "

"I'm Benji."

"Nice to meet you, Benji. I'm Father Andrew. Would it be okay if I
touched you? "

Anywhere else in the world, I might have turned tail and run if a
stranger asked me that. But in this place, I had to make Father Fred
proud. I needed to represent our church, and that meant serving the
fathers in any way I could. He wasn't asking to touch my shoulder, or my
arm or anything either, and that was probably normal in a place like
this. I nodded. The man's hand casually reached between my legs and
cupped my balls. His hands were warm, and his skin was rough. He
carefully rubbed my nuts around, feeling them move in my sack. I
swallowed as he kneaded them, my dick twitching slightly, liking the
attention.

"Your testes are lovely and plump, Benji. " Father Andrew commented,
continuing to grope me. "Have you cummed today?"

"No Father. I am only allowed to cum when Father Fred allows it. The last
time was Thursday. "

"Ah, that explains it then! Hmmm, they feel like they're nice and full of
your fresh boy cum. Has anyone sucked your cock yet, Benji? "

"No, father."

"Ah. Believe me, Benji, if you were a part of my church, I would love to
suck this hot teenage cock of yours every time we met. I would love to
see it hard sometime. "

"Thank you, father. Father Fred usually uses me in other ways. And Father
George. Usually I am the one sucking them. "

"I'm not familiar with Father George. I'm guessing they used your
boypussy? "

"My what?" I asked, confused about what he meant.

"Your boypussy. " He smiled, putting his hands on my hips and twisting me
slightly.

"Ohh! Yes. This Thursday, they did. Father Fred used it, while I sucked
George. "

"Two at once! " Father Andrew laughed. "My, you are going to be popular
around here. I have known Father Fred for many years, so I am glad he
finally found someone. He has been looking for a very special boy for a
long time, and I am sure you are it. "

I chuckled inwardly. Little did he know, it was me who came out to Father
Fred, but I figured he didn't need to know that tiny detail. But it was
definitely nice to hear that Father Fred thought of me as extra special.
"Sorry Father Andrew, I think I need to use the bathroom after that
drink. Where would I find them? "

"They're up front there, Benji. Head down there and you can't miss it.
And remember, if you ever want your penis to be sucked, come and see me,
okay? " He said, with a wink.

Man, Father Fred was right. There are different sorts here. While I loved
sucking off men, the thought of Father George or Father Fred sucking ME
never crossed my mind. And boypussy? I've never even heard that term
before! Fred was much more proper with his words than that.

I found the bathroom pretty easily, slamming the door a little louder
than expected. Finally, some peace to myself! I tried the stall, not
wanting to stand in the room naked, but found it was closed and locked,
so I walked up to the urinal. Man, what a day, and it wasn't even nine
o'clock yet!

I went to undo my fly but had to catch myself, realising dumbly that
there were no pants there to undo! For some reason, peeing like this felt
weird. Normally I would have used the flaps of my pants to cover myself
while I peed, but my clothes were several rooms away. I stood there for a
moment, trying to get the flow going, but finding it a little harder than
normal. I let my mind wander, staring at the ceiling, concentrating on
the task of peeing.

Just then, the bathroom door flew open again and another boy walked in.
No peace for me, I guess. He only looked about eight years old and was as
naked as I was. I looked at his penis, which seemed to be a customary
greeting in this place. It was hairless and he had a foreskin just like
Father Georges, though this boys one was pretty small and resembled a
peanut.

"Hi..." I stammered out, still trying to get my flow going.

"Hey, " the boy replied, with a smile. "Nice wiener."

"Um, thanks. Yours too? "

He chuckled as my pee finally started to flow. The boy was just standing
there, watching me, his face turning to my peeing dick to my face and
back again.

"I'm Robby. What's your name? " He asked.

"Benji. " I said flatly, more focused on my aim.

"I hope you don't mind me watching you, Benji. I saw you come in here and
wanted to see your one up close. I've seen everyone's wiener here, except
yours. Plus, I like watching other boys' pee. " He giggled.

"Seems like everyone has their little kinks around here, heheh. "

"Yeah! And did you know that every boy's willy is just a little bit
different? " He explained excitedly. "Like you're a big kid, so yours is
bigger than mine! But I have this skin thing covering me, where yours is
all open. Some are longer, some are thicker. Most of the priests have
huge ones and most are hairy too. It's so cool to get to see all the
different ones! And I can't wait till I have a bigger one like you guys!
"

A funny little kid. I had never thought about it like that. I glanced at
his tiny little prick again, and noticed his little stem had boned up,
just from watching me go. He seemed pretty cheerful and happy just
standing around like this, watching me piss. I guess I could get used to
all this if he could. My flow stopped, and I turned to face him so he
could get a proper frontal look at it.

"Well, you will get bigger one day. Hey, watch this! " I said, giving
myself a few strokes.

It took barely any time for my cock to stiffen up, up and hard just like
his. I wasn't going to cum, I just wanted to give this curious kid a
look. His eyes had lit up, grinning as he watched me play with myself.

"Cool! Mine is getting a boner too, see? "

Yeah, I saw. You have a nice one for still being a little kid. "

"Yep! I want it to get bigger though. AND I want to be able to make cum
too. Are you going to cum?" Robby asked, watching me stroke my now hard 4
inch cock just a couple feet away.

"No. I'm actually not allowed to cum unless Father Fred says so. "

"Oh. Why? "

"He's teaching me to control my urges."

"Oh, you mean like Matthew? He has to wear a special cage on his willy
because he kept playing with himself. His priest is really strict. "

"I think I saw Matthew earlier. Father Fred isn't strict, he is nice to
me. "

"What kind of stuff do you do with him? You must do some fun stuff? "

"Um, I dunno. He likes to have sex with me and has me suck him. Father
George does too. "

"You have TWO?! Cool! You are so lucky!! My priest, Father Kevin, tried
to fuck me, but he says I am too young yet. He said something about
jamming a baseball bat through a pinhole. Lots of the other Fathers have
tried to fuck me too, but my butthole is just too tight for a big man's
cock. "

"Oh... so what do you do then? Other than perving at everyone's dick? " I
laughed.

"I serve the boys!" Robby announced proudly. "I suck Father Kevin a
bunch, but at meetings like this, I serve all the boys like you! I might
be too small for big men's cocks, but yours would probably fit in me, I
am sure! Maybe you want to give it a go?

"Maybe..."

Just then, the locked lavatory behind us flushed. I'd forgotten someone
else was in here. Someone was moving behind the door, and then it
suddenly swung open. My mouth dropped.

"Mr. Brown?!" I shrieked, my hands leaping STRAIGHT to my erection, my
ears burning.

"Benji! What are you doing here? " Mr. Brown gasped. Being a priest, he
was fully dressed of course, in a white shirt and long dress pants.

"That's Father Kevin! " Robby joined in. "You two know each other?"

"This is Benji. He is one of my students at school. It's great to see you
here, Benji. "

Where was that glass of water I had?! My throat was drier than a desert
after seeing my teacher in front of me! And, oh God, I am still rock-hard
right in front of him! My treacherous cock throbbed, go down damn it!

"I didn't know you were a priest, sir?" I croaked.

"I don't generally share my religious views as a science teacher, Benji.
Too many conflicts. Why are you here? "

"I'm here with Father Fred. I'm here to represent his church. "

"Ah, that's fantastic! I am sure Father Fred will look after you well. It
certainly explains your predicament in my class earlier in the week. "

"Was it that obvious?" I asked, still clutching myself.

"You'd be amazed at what I can see from up at the front of the class,
Benji. I understand that boners can happen, but after a day of chemistry,
not even my lessons are that... exciting. "

Robby chuckled, the talk of boners not lost on him.

"This is so messed up. I didn't want you to see me like this. "

"With your hand covering yourself, I can barely see anything at all. Can
I see it? "

I sighed. Moving my hands behind my back, I showed myself to yet another
man that day. School tomorrow was going to be so awkward.

"He's got a nice one, huh Father Kevin?" Robby said. "I saw it before
when he was peeing!"

"Yes, very nice. Do you shave yourself, Benji? I always imagined you
having a few hairs down there. Though I did imagine right from your
parents that you were circumsized. "

"No sir, I haven't grown any yet." I gulped.

"Interesting. Well, we should probably head back to the main hall. The
three of us in here might make people think we are up to something! " Mr.
Brown joked.

We all left together, and I got my first glimpse of Robby's butt ahead of
me. As expected of an eight-year-old, it was pretty small and a little
cheeky as it wagged back and forth in front of me. Kind of sexy and
compact in its own way. I wondered if he meant it when he said he served
the boys rather than the men. It was certainly a cute little rump. Do I
want to try it? Hmm, nah, I prefer being on the receiving end too much, I
think. As fun as it sounded to give my new friend a try, the idea of Mr.
Brown with his massive cock inside me was much more my thing.

That said, we had just gotten back to the main area, where most people
were now sitting down waiting for whatever was coming next. Not knowing
where Father Fred was, I decided to sit with my two new companions, Mr.
Brown on one side and Robby on the other. While most people were now
sitting and waiting, it seemed like other business was picking up too.
Looking down our row, I noticed some of the boys in the room were sitting
on the priests' laps. The tall man from earlier had a boy around my age
sitting between his parted legs, tending to his cock. The boy in the G
string, while he still had the cage thing on, was bouncing up and down on
another priest's lap, their cock buried to the root inside him.

"This place is pretty wild." I said to no one in particular.

"I love it. " Robby said next to me. "Is it okay if I play with your
dick, Benji?"

"Sure, dude. Knock yourself out. "

I felt Robby's hand boldly reach over and wrap around my teenage cock.
His small hand fumbled with my shaft, which twitched at his touch.
Checking between his own legs, his little red rocket was still hard as
can be.

"Fuck..." I said, Robby squeezing me in his grip. I squirmed in my seat.
Robby's hand dropped down to my balls, and I was a little worried about
whether he knew what he was doing. I straightened my back and took a
breath in as his skinny digits separated my balls. Geez, where was Father
Fred? I wanted to cum so badly.

"You know Benji," Mr. Brown said, seated on my other side. "As a boy
serving his church, you're allowed to explore others like that yourself.
"

I glanced at Mr. Brown's trousers, the bulge thrusting up from behind his
pants was intriguing. This was my teacher. I could just do it, ask him,
no risk of detention of anything. Where else might I get to have a root
around in there to see what I might find? Every day I sat in his class, I
wondered what it might look like. What it felt like. How big it was. I
gulped. "Would you like me to do the same for you, Mr. Brown? I mean,
could I stroke... "

"You may. Don't take off my pants though. I don't want you to take a
picture of it and show it around school or something. Besides, I think
things are about to start, but feel free to put your hand inside there
and feel my cock. "

He didn't have to ask twice. As much as I wanted to see it, touching it
was good enough for me! I moved my arm over, dropping it on top of his
fly. Shit. There was definitely a lump in there, and that lump was Mr.
Brown's cock. I'd seen its bulge before in school so many times but now I
could feel it inside as my hand rested upon it. I moved my hand back up
to his waistband, pushing it down into the darkness inside. He was
hairier than Father Fred, or at least he didn't shave down there as much.
It was so hot and dense in there too. My fingers bumped into his thick
meat, which I think was already semi-hard. I ran my fingers down its
length. Oh, fuck it was huge, and it wasn't even hard yet. I closed my
eyes, imagining what I was touching. I felt where the skin changed
texture to his cockhead, finding he was circumcised just like me. I was
giddy. I was touching Mr. Brown's cock! I wrapped my hand around him,
feeling his thick, mean throb in return. Mr. Brown moaned and shifted in
his seat, giving me more room. Oooh, now I could feel his balls. Christ,
they were the size of eggs, each of them, just hanging there. Fuck,
Monday was going to be weird. As I fumbled around, Father Fred appeared
on stage.

"Boys and gentlemen," he began. "Thank you all for coming on such short
notice. I am sure you are all very busy tending to your own churches, and
so I will be sure not to take too much of your time today. "

I saw him look down and see me in the front row, Robby's hand touching
me, and my own inside Mr. Brown's clothes. Father Fred threw me a smile,
no doubt happy that I was fitting in well with this new group.

"I would like to announce that we have a new member today. After much
patience, my own parish finally has its own boy to boast. "

Oh, he was talking about me! I blushed a little as I continued to grope
Mr. Brown's penis. It was stiff and pulsing now. I had managed to milk a
little precum, feeling a wet stickiness about his tip. I was half
listening to Father Fred, and half feeling Mr. Brown's thick, hot cock
tremble in my hand, hearing his sighs and moans of satisfaction. My own
cock was edging too, with Robby's hand playfully stroking me like he was
stroking a pet. Was this heaven?

"Benji, " Father Fred said, pointing down at me from the stage. "Would
you come up and join me?"

I snapped out of my little sexual game, excusing myself. I went around
the side, to find the steps up to the main stage. I could feel everyone's
eyes on me again, my nursed erection leading the way like it was a
flagpole in front of me.

"This is Benji!" Father Fred announced. "I am sure some of you may have
met him already, but now he is part of our church. " I waved awkwardly,
seeing amongst the sea of faces, the few I had talked to so far. "Tell
them about yourself, Benji. The stage is yours. "

I turned to face the crowd. There were so many people. Looking down, I
could see Mr. Brown and Robby grinning at me. My legs quaked, my penis
jutted up. And now, I was going to open up to all these people even
more.

"My name is Benji." My voice shook and broke as I tried to speak loudly.
"I'm thirteen years old. I, um... what do I say? " I asked, turning to
Father Fred.

"Tell them about us and the sort of things that you like, Benji. Tell
them how we met and what we have been doing together. Don't be shy. They
like all the details. "

"Oh. Well. I confessed to Father Fred a little over a week ago. I've had
a crush on him for ages. After I told him how I felt, he, um, in the
confessional, he pushed his penis over to my side, and I sucked him for
the first time. "

There were some hoots and whistles. It was all so surreal.

"After that, Father Fred said he could help with my urges. See, I told
him how I was constantly playing with myself, thinking about him, Father
George, and lots of other men, and how they would use me. So, since then,
Father Fred has been showing me how I could serve the church. My first
day was Sunday last week. I sucked Father Fred, and Father George off
while they read to the rest of the congregation. "

This time there were confused faces and whispering. A voice called out
from the back, curious about how I could do that in the middle of a
Sunday mass.

"Oh, I was inside the altar. I hid in there before everyone else arrived,
and then when Father George and Father Fred came up to deliver their
sermons, I pulled their cocks out and sucked them for the duration. "

My own dick twitched as I recalled my actions, the crown seemed to be
lapping it up. That was my idea, and the audience seemed impressed with
my answer. I think I even heard some even say they might try it with
their boys.

"After that," I continued, becoming braver. "During Sunday school, Father
Fred inspected me in his office. I got naked for him for the first time,
so they could look at and touch my body. Father Fred showed me obedience
by spanking me, and then he pressed his thumb against my butthole. Then
he penetrated my hole, which made me cum into his lap. "

I noticed some of the priests were jerking off now, and others were
listening intently. Father Fred was beaming. There was no holding back
now, I felt I should tell them everything.

"Father Fred was already naked himself, so my cum went all over his lap
and on his cock, so he had me lick my cum off of him. My butt was a
little sore from the spanking, but that's when Father George took over.
He put me over a desk and penetrated my hole with his long cock, and I
really enjoyed it. "

There were some claps, but I figured I might as well finish up. I looked
into Mr. Brown's face as I continued. He seemed intrigued. I hoped.

"Having men have sex with me is my favourite thing, but I also like
sucking their cocks too. There is only one thing, and that is that I'm
not allowed to cum unless Father Fred says so. He has been teaching me
self-control, and I still have stuff to learn. It's been a few days, but
you can all probably tell from my boner that I am doing pretty well so
far. "

There were some chuckles and nods as I finished off. Father Fred came
back over to join me.

"Great speech, Benji," Father Fred said, clapping. "Would you like to cum
right now?"

"Yes, Father Fred." I swallowed. "Everyone will see me, but I think that
would be okay. "

"Excellent. Why don't you masturbate for the crowd then? Play with your
cock and let everyone watch your cum."

I looked down my chest at my erection. I was only 13. My dick wasn't the
biggest or thickest in the world, but this one was my one. I was cut, and
my enlarged balls hung between my legs. I didn't have pubes like some of
my friends did, but I thought mine looked nice.

I gripped my shaft, as I had done many times before in my bedroom at
home, the hall silent as I started tugging myself. Just putting my own
hand on myself felt a little alien today since I hadn't properly jerked
myself off in over a week. Normally, it would have been someone else
touching it, or, at the very least, me doing all I could to keep the
little guy down. I pulled my cock up and down, my balls churning with hot
cum. I hadn't even been able to properly make cum for all that long, and
now here I was tugging off to a crowd. I let out a whimper. I didn't mean
to. My voice echoed through the hall, a pubescent cry as I coaxed my
balls to produce my sperm. My cock trembled, my knees shook as I bent
them slightly, fucking my hand over some imaginary thing my cock was
having sex with.

I could feel the pressure mounting. Millions of tiny sperms, my sperms,
boiling away, about to be launched from my quivering peehole. My gaze
remained on my red, swollen knob as I cupped and caressed myself. Here it
comes. I knew it wouldn't take long. I could feel the pressure building,
like a traffic jam of feelings building behind my cock. Oh shit, here it
comes. I can feel it coming.

I cried out again when I came. Not some deep manly growl, but a desperate
whimper of a boy, half relief, half pride, as my body performed, cumming
for everyone to see. And no, I didn't unleash torrents of cum on 30
people, covering them in sheets of thick jizz. I'm 13. This is real life.
I probably came a couple of feet, my string of cum shooting down and
landing on the floor in front of me. It was thick though.

It was like a dream or something. The audience clapped and cheered; my
orgasm done. Father Fred came over, patting me on the back as I watched a
sticky string of my seed run down towards the floor.

"That was an excellent performance, Benji, thank you. "

"Thank you for letting me cum Father Fred. "

"Now you have one decision to make. Who would you like to spend the day
with? Is there someone in this room whom you would like to serve?"

"You Father Fred."

"Hoho, we will get our time again later on Benji. For this morning you
can pick someone else in the crowd if you like?"


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