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Chapter Seven

Toby stirred as he felt his body turned onto its front, yelping slightly as his erection was caught between himself and the bed sheets.

"I'm sorry, child," Reverend Samuel apologised, not wanting to cause the boy any pain. He parted the boy's buttocks and once again marvelled at how beautiful the little rosebud pucker presented to him was. He dived in, tongue exposed causing the thirteen year old to squirm in pleasure beneath him. He knew that he was breaking through the boy's distaste for him, by showing him how much enjoyment he could give to the blonde that had so enraptured the vicar since he first saw him in his congregation.

"Urgh," Toby grunted as a finger replaced the tongue and he spread his legs further apart to ease the penetration. He gritted his teeth in self-disgust as he once again allowed the man access to his love hole, a hole that he only wanted Fred Peterson, his employer, to make love to.

For the last two weeks, ever since the Reverend had persuaded his mother that the boy could be cured by a combination of her cleansing his hole with holy water by means of fingering her own son's anus, and the Reverend himself filling the boy's rectum with the Holy Seed, Toby had been humiliated beyond belief. Time after time, despite his best efforts, he ejaculated as his mother prodded and poked his prostate, causing his spunk to spew across either the table he was bent over, or worse, in her lap as he lay on it. Not only that, but as Reverend Samuel became more confident that the boy was now his willing toy, his own perversions grew stronger. The perverted vicar spent hours lapping at the boy's hole, tonging it, licking it, sucking out any juice that leaked from inside the teen. He adored the feel of the boy's tight hole as he slid his fingers inside him, massaging the teen's love nub, causing him to cum repeatedly into his willing mouth, or across the boy's own naked chest. Samuel took great pleasure in rubbing his own cock on the smooth, cum-coated body of Toby, adding his own juice before rubbing it in and sending him home to his parents, covered with the smell of their spunk.

But of course, most pleasurable for the man was the feeling as he penetrated the boy with his cock, sliding it inside the hot, velvety hole as he slowly fucked the teen to a crescendo of rapid thrusts over the course of their time together. Each meeting, the boy left for home with two or sometimes three loads of the Holy Seed inside him, praying that he would make it home in time to clean up before it leaked from him and stained his shorts.

The only saving grace for Toby was that the Reverend had been true to his word and the punishments meted out by his mother had now ended. As he put on an act of becoming straight in front of her, she showered him with affection, and even started to treat him with gifts once more. His father, knowing only half the story, believing that Toby was attending prayers at the Vicarage, encouraged the boy to continue. With Petunia's changing attitude towards Toby, Barry Jacobs' relationship with his wife was becoming more civil. He constantly thought about the affair that he was having, and if he should end it, but the nubile nineteen year old student who had thrown herself at him was just such a good shag, that Barry didn't follow through. Never in his wildest nightmares did he think that the girl was only fifteen and was being used as blackmail on his own son by the Reverend.

"That's it Toby, take my meat," Reverend Samuel groaned as he thrust himself inside the boy once more. The thrill of penetrating an underage boy never lessened for the pervert and as he ground himself into the teen's body, Toby shuddered and shivered as he felt his prostate stimulated by the man's large cock.

`I wish that Fred could fuck me like this,' Toby mused to himself, thinking back to the first and only time his beloved employer had taken him anally. Ever since, Fred had found excuses not to be alone with the boy as guilt racked through his mind. Two long weeks of frustration for the teen, who's only sexual outlet now seemed to be the vicar whom he despised.

"I'm cumming in you, my son," the Reverend called out to no-one in particular as he gripped the boy's body tightly to him. Shot after shot of cum filled the boy as the vicar unloaded for the third time that evening. Finally pulling out of the boy, the Reverend rolled to his side, turning Toby's body to face him. Seeing the now familiar confused expression on his face, Samuel raised the boy's chin to look at him in the eyes. "You know Toby, it is okay to get pleasure from this," he started. "I know that I'm not your ideal man, that you would prefer not to have sex with me, but you are until your father's dirty secret is paid off, so you might as well get whatever enjoyment you can."

"I don't like you doing this to me," Toby complained, not for the first time. "But if it's gonna keep my Dad out of prison, then I'll let you shag me as many times as you want. Just don't think that I enjoy it."

"Your mind may try to persuade you that you don't, but how do you feel when I've got my tongue on your ass?" Samuel queried, wanting the boy to think about the good.

"Well, I, um," the teen stuttered, not wanting to admit it felt good.

"You like it, don't you?" the vicar pushed. He ran a finger down the boy's back, rubbing it against the hole that he had used so often recently. Knowing exactly where to rub to cause the boy pleasure, he prodded gently. "It's okay to like it."

"Aw fuck!" Toby groaned as he felt his cock strain to its full hardness.

"You do like your little hole being played with, don't you Toby?" Samuel teased the positive response out of the boy he was working so hard to persuade to give himself willing. Hearing only a moan as a reply, Samuel leaned forward and kissed the boy on the lips. Knowing that he would meet with resistance, the vicar pushed his finger back inside his young sex toy causing Toby to open his mouth with a squeak. That was all Samuel needed to force his tongue inside the boy's mouth and Toby was soon sucking on the older man's oral muscle as he gave in once again to the sexual desires coursing through his teenage body. Hating himself but needing release, Toby squirmed his body so that he was on top of the Reverend, trapping his four and a half inches between them. Hands cupped his buttocks as he humped himself to an orgasm, sperm coating their chests as the teen groaned his orgasm into Samuel's mouth. His hips slowed as his thrusts got weaker and weaker, with Samuel enjoying the feel of the boy's soft and now welt-free bum cheeks.

They laid together, spent, Samuel's hands softly caressing the boy's back as each of them basked in their multiple climaxes. Samuel felt the joy of having been with the sexy teenager once again while Toby's emotions were a mix of hatred, self-loathing and confused pleasure. As he finally caught his breath, Toby freed himself from the Reverend's arms.

"I gotta go," he said, refusing to look at the man.

"Tell your mother that you did well tonight," Reverend Samuel sighed. As always, he watched the delightful boy as he dressed himself, pulling his clothes on to cover his smooth frame. Samuel reached over into the side drawer and pulled out the now familiar brown envelope. "Here you go, another two for you."

"Um, thanks," the teen said, taking the envelope, knowing it contained two more photos of his father and the young girl in some sort of sexual position. He folded it and tucked it into his back pocket and left the Reverend basking in his bed. Walking home, he fished the package back out and opened it. He never wanted to look at the photos but always did, to make sure that the Reverend wasn't lying. Toby let out a small gasp as for the first time, the position showed Barry Jacobs penetrating the girl from behind. The girl's head was thrown back, her mouth wide open in a silent scream. He flicked to the second photo. This time, his father had pulled out of the girl and was in the process of shooting across her back. Toby's eyes were glued to the sight of his father's cock, spewing spunk onto the female flesh. He felt himself grow hard at the perversion of it and in a fit of self-disgust, ripped the photos into tiny pieces. He knew that the route home was populated by around a dozen bins so he disposed of a few pieces in each so that when he arrived home, his hands were clear.

"There can only be about another thirty or so," the boy mused to himself, trying to count in his head how many times the Reverend had buggered his arse. "Once I've cleared them all, I can tell the bastard to fuck off."

He smiled at the thought and walked into his home, greeting his mother as he arrived.

"Where's Dad?" Toby asked, worried as he saw the familiar bottle in his mother's hands.

"He's playing skittles again, dear," Petunia replied.

"But it's not a skittles night?" the boy queried. Comprehension dawned on him as he realised the skittles was just a cover. His father was out somewhere, fucking that girl while he was left alone with his mother, having just been fucked and now facing the prospect of `The Cleansing'.

"Well, it must be a cup match or something," Petunia told him. "Now hurry up and get out of your school uniform, wash your hands and face and come down to the lounge so we can cleanse you."

Knowing it was pointless to argue, Toby sighed and did as he was told. Petunia watched her son slouch up the stairs, taking a moment to stare at the boy's pert bottom. She knew that she was beginning to get harbour thoughts about her son that were surely wrong. But it had been so long since she had felt the love of her husband inside her, she had read online in a support group how some mothers took their homosexual sons to their beds and had sex with them to straighten them out. Surely, with the cleansing and the Holy Seed that the Reverend was injecting into the boy's rectum to counter Satan in his anal passage, Toby should also be made aware of how it feels to make love as a man should make love.

`I'll ask the Reverend on Sunday after service,' she decided to herself. `He'll know what's best for the boy.' She sat herself on the sofa, waiting patiently for her beautiful boy to come back down. She glanced sideways and said, "He'll be down in just a minute."

Meanwhile, upstairs in the bathroom, tears leaked from her beautiful son's eyes as he looked at himself in the mirror. He had stripped out of his uniform, down to just his grey socks and was harshly rubbing the warm flannel over his body, trying to rid himself of the smell of spunk. He touched the cloth to his anus and gasped slightly as he felt his hole still willing to be opened. He had learned that after the sessions with the vicar, it could take a few hours before his bum tightened back to normal. Knowing that he had to get the cleansing over with before he could get anything to eat, Toby wiped his face to clear his tear stains and dried himself off. He pulled on his briefs and headed back downstairs, pushing open the door to the lounge. Taking a deep breath as normal, he stepped inside.

"And here he is," Petunia announced to her new friend, Anna Fogarty, and her son Justin.

"Mum!" Toby gasped, moving his hands over his groin to cover up his bulge from the strangers. "Who are they?"

"Now Toby, be polite," his mother reprimanded him, a frown on her face. "This is Anna, my new friend from the support group I am in, and her son, Justin. Like you, he is a queer boy."

Toby stumbled as his mother outed him to the two strangers but when she also said about Justin, he couldn't help but glance at the boy. He looked to be around eleven, had the most gorgeous brown eyes and deep black hair that Toby didn't know if it was natural or dyed.

"You're gay as well?" he stammered, wondering how the boy could be so sure.

"Unfortunately," Justin sighed. "But Mother has found about this possible cure and I so want to be a normal boy."

Toby had to bite his lip as his mind screamed at him to tell the young kid that he was normal, but he knew that if he did, all of his hard work in persuading his mother that he was changing would be undone. As he stood there, looking at the cute boy, sudden comprehension dawned in his mind.

"Mother, no!" Toby gasped out, stunned that his mother would put him through this.

"Now then Toby," Petunia said calmly. "It is only right that as the enlightened souls that we are, we should help show others the way back to the Lord."

"But, but," the teen stuttered, his whole body turning crimson at the thought of what was about to happen.

"Come on Toby, let's show Anna how it's done," his mother told him. "Then, we can guide her in her first cleansing of Justin."

Knowing, as usual, that nothing he could say would change her mind, Toby moved over to his mother, meaning to lay across her lap before allowing her to pull down his briefs. Petunia had different thoughts though, as she wanted to see her young son's penis once again. She loved the thrill that it gave her and reached out to pull down the blue cotton covering her treasure. Toby hid his face as he saw Justin perk up his interest, fidgeting in the chair next to Anna as the eleven year old saw a naked teenager for the first time. Toby positioned himself across Petunia's lap, spreading his legs in an altogether familiar fashion. Petunia picked up the bottle, unscrewing the cap and pour a little over her fingers, allowing it to dribble down Toby's crack.

"Now then Anna," she said. "Why don't you come and sit next to me so you can see better."

Toby felt his legs lifted as the young mother settled next to his own mother, laying his legs across her lap. From the angle she was sat, the teen knew that she could see his backside, even more so when his mother asked Justin to help out by holding his cheeks apart.

"Now Justin, you need to know exactly what your mother needs to do," Petunia explained. "So watch closely."

She pressed her fingers against Toby's hole, causing the teen's trapped dick to harden to its full four and a half inches, and with a push, she was inside him up to her knuckles. She poured some more water down his crack and began the task of pushing it inside her boy. In and out she pushed, causing Toby to bite his lip to stop his groans. Suddenly she pulled out and turned to Anna.

"Now Anna, why don't you take the last turn inside Toby and then we can get young Justin ready," Petunia said.

"Are you sure, Petunia?" Anna gasped, the thought of young Toby stirring emotions inside her. She had never seen such a beautiful boy before and the thought of touching him excited her beyond belief.

"Of course," Petunia replied. "Toby has been receiving cleansing for over two weeks now, so is used to the penetration, whereas young Justin will be tight and we don't want to hurt such a delicate child."

Toby felt himself lifted up as the women shifted position underneath him. His hardness now poked Anna's legs while his head now rested in his mother's lap. She stroked his hair fondly, leaning down to kiss his head as Anna pushed her fingers inside his rectum.

"OW!" Toby cried out as fingernails scratched his inner tunnel. "Nails!"

"Oh dear," Anna whimpered, pulling her fingers out immediately, causing further scratches on the way. "I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay, dear," Petunia soothed. "Just be careful with your nails."

Anna tried again, this time keeping her nails away from any flesh inside the teen and she started to pump her digits into the boy. Toby couldn't help but groan in pleasure as his hole was stretched over and over again by the slim fingers of the strange woman. All throughout, Justin watched wide eyed as he saw his mother finger fuck the sexy teen in front of him. This was certainly better than any porn clip that he had stumbled across online. Unconsciously, he dropped a hand inside his shorts to his erect two inches and started to pump away. He didn't realise that he was about to climax until his body shuddered and he let out a loud squeak and toppled from his knees, his small frame shivering in excitement as he jerked his prick through the orgasm.

"You see, Petunia?" Anna frowned. "Even though he wants to be cured, he can't help himself."

Toby heard the young boy squeak and turned his head. Seeing the preteen jerking himself inside his shorts was too much with the stimulation of his prostate and he gasped out as shot after shot of his spunk sprayed forth, coating Anna's legs.

"Ew!" the woman exclaimed, pushing Toby from her, causing the boy to roll to the floor. Petunia watched as her little boy's cock spluttered through the final throws of its climax, white jism dribbling from his slit. How she wanted to wrap her lips around it and drink from the source.

"Now then Anna," Petunia chided her new friend. "Sometimes, as we battle Satan, God's Holy Seed comes forth from our son. So the Reverend told me anyway."

"Really?" the brunette asked. "Well, if that's what the Reverend says."

"Now why don't we cleanse Justin, and then the boys can go to Toby's room for a short time while we talk," Petunia suggested.

"Okay, I'm ready!" Justin gushed and proceeded to strip in front of the three without a care in the world.

Toby could only gaze in awe at the eleven year old's naked form. He looked like one of the marble statues that you see in Greek or Roman pictures. The boy's cock was once again limp, having been well jerked a few minutes previous. Surely the boy didn't understand fully what was going to happen to him, but as Justin climbed onto Petunia's lap, Toby figured he must do.

"Now, I will take the first drops and then hand him to you," Mrs Jacobs told Anna. "Toby, come and hold open his cheeks, like he did for you, dear."

Not wanting to be part of the corruption and abuse of the young boy, but also wanting to get his hands on the boy's flesh, Toby crawled over on his knees and tentatively placed a hand on each cheek. They were smooth as silk to touch, lily white, and soft as nothing like Toby had every touched before. He gently pulled the bum cheeks apart, as if spreading a bread roll ready for a sausage to be placed inside. `How I'd love to place my sausage inside!' the teen thought. He saw the little hole of the boy, amazed at how small it looked. He felt a need, a desire to run his tongue over it, but knew he had to hold his wants inside himself. Toby watched in amazement as he saw his mother push first one finger, followed by a second inside the preteen bottom.

Justin let forth a small scream as he felt his anus penetrated for the first time. His hands gripped the cushion in front of him and his small erection that he had gained as he laid on the lap of Toby's mother disappeared. He began to have second thoughts about his plan, but he desperately wanted to experience it fully. He stifled another scream as he felt Petunia start to push her fingers in and out of his virgin hole. This was certainly like nothing he had read online. It actually hurt, not like in the stories. Finally the woman stopped, pulled her fingers out and the boy sighed in relief.

"Now it's your turn, Anna," he heard the older woman say to his mother. `Crumbs, I forgot about that,' he thought to himself.

Toby was kneeling uncomfortably by the side of the smooth skinned boy, a growing desire inside him to take the boy away from the foolishness of their mothers and keep him safe. However, he knew that his protective desires were also tinged with a lust, a lust to throw the boy on his bed and do unto him as Fred, as the guys from the Christmas party had done to him.

Finally, Anna finished a five minute cleansing of the boy, under the tutelage of Petunia and Justin gingerly got up, rubbing his sore backside. Dismissed by the mothers, the two boys headed upstairs to Toby's room, Justin with his clothes in his hand, Toby still naked to the world. They entered the teenager's room and sat on the bed. Toby handed Justin a can of soda and they both took a sip.

"Look Justin," Toby started, amazed that the young boy had made no effort to cover up. "You've gotta know that this ain't no cure. You can't cure being gay. The Reverend is just a dirty perv who likes shagging boys."

"Really?" Justin squeaked out, a smile breaking across his face. "I'm not stupid, I know you can't be cured."

"Then why?" the teen asked, confusion on his face.

"When I read about this, I made sure my Mum saw it and got in touch with your Mum," the young boy explained. "I'm gay and love playing with my hole and this way. ."

"This way you get your Mum to finger you, thinking that she's helping to cure you," Toby sighed.

"Is that wrong of me?" Justin asked quietly, his face dropping slightly.

"I dunno mate," the teen replied. "I hate my Mum fingering me, and I don't like the Reverend either."

"But does he actually, you know?" Justin paused, not wanting to say it out loud.

"Yeah, he fucks me two days a week to `cure' me," Toby admitted. "He's made Mum believe that his spunk is Holy Seed and helps to cure me."

"Oh wow!" the eleven year old gaped, his hand groping his cock that had come back to life as they talked. "Do you think he'd want to fuck me too?"

"I'd fucking guarantee he would," Toby spat, putting as much disgust in his voice as possible. He was already ahead in his thinking about what the boy was planning. "Look Justin, the man is a dirty perv who doesn't care about me. He just wants to fuck a boy."

"Well, to be honest mate," Justin started, wondering how bad it must be to make Toby react that way. "I really want a man to have sex with me, and if this vicar is willing to do it, what's the problem?"

"Don't you want a boyfriend or someone who loves you to be your first?" the teen asked, trying to deflect the boy's attention from the Reverend.

"Nah..I just want sex," the eleven year old giggled. "I mean, it is nice isn't it?"

"If it's done by someone nice and cares about you, then yeah, it's great," Toby admitted.

"So you've done it with others?" Justin gasped, being far too intelligent to miss out on the teen's hidden meaning. "Um, would YOU want to do anything with me?"

`Oh crap! Why did he have to ask that?' Toby thought to himself, as he battled with the lust he was feeling. "You're a real cute lad," he started, before seeing the hopeful look in Justin's face blanche at the tone in his voice. `Fuck it!' he thought and pulled Justin to him. Lips found each other and he felt Justin's body shiver as for the first time in his life, he received a French kiss. Toby ran his hands over the boy's smooth skin and pulled him on top of his own body as he laid backwards on the bed.

Justin felt his whole body shiver as he was pulled forwards onto the sexy teenager's body. His felt Toby's hands gently work their way down his back and pull and push his cheeks. He was in heaven. Finally he was kissing another boy, he was naked with another boy and he was rubbing his cock on that naked boy. Despite the two boys' bodies becoming slightly sweaty, there was enough friction between the two to cause Justin to start the feeling he now knew so well. Frantically he humped himself into Toby's belly and with a loud squeak of joy, he shuddered through his climax.

Toby held the panting, sweaty preteen, loving the warmth of the boy's skin against his. However, he knew that any minute, his mother could appear and all of his hard work at pretending to be `straightening out' would be shot. He pecked the jet black hair of Justin and rolled him slightly so that the two came apart.

"Don't you wanna cum too?" Justin asked.

"Another time," the teen replied, much to Justin's disapproval. "I'm all about spent anyway, what with spunking on your mum and I shot a few times with the Rev this afternoon too."

Justin giggled at the memory of his mother's reaction, wishing that he too could shoot the juice that showed he was a proper boy.

"When?" he asked the older boy, hoping that he would want to do something, anything, with him.

"Um, well, do you know Water Mill Marina?" Toby asked. Seeing a nodded reply he continued. "Well, I work there and have a boat for my use to get away from everyone. So maybe if you come up after seven tomorrow, we could maybe mess around a little."

"YES! DEFINITELY!" Justin shouted, despite Toby's horrified hushes to keep him quiet as the boy hugged him tightly.

"What's going on in here, Toby?" Petunia frowned from the doorway, having heard the raucous shout of Justin. Seeing the two boys hugging, still naked, caused her to dampen slightly as she thought again of the pleasure of sex and how she would like to teach her son the proper way to make love.

"Um, Toby has offered to help me study the bible stuff that the Reverend has given him," Justin lied quickly. "If that is okay, I mean."

"Oh that's wonderfully sweet of you," Anna gushed at the teenager.

"Mother, if I can go to the Water Mill, Toby says he has his books there," the youngster continued.

"Well, if you don't mind Petunia," Anna asked her new friend, pleased that she had found such a wonderful woman to help her cure her son.

"Of course not, my dear," Petunia smiled back. "In fact, I insist that Toby helps, as it is the work of God after all."

"That's settled then, Mother," Justin took charge, knowing that his mother was weak willed and willing to be led by a strong voice. Pleased that Toby's mother was buying in to the lie, he pushed his luck. "Toby has said he will help me for a couple of hours after he finishes work, if that's okay."

Receiving affirmatives from both mothers, who told them they had two more minutes before Justin had to leave before heading back downstairs, pleased that their sons were going to be positive influences on each other, the boys looked at each other and grinned.

"You're a lying little sod, you know," Toby giggled, pulling the boy back towards him.

"It gets us some time together to do some sex," Justin grinned, gratefully receiving a kiss on his lips from the teenager. "Plus, you can tell me about this Reverend."

"Urgh," Toby's smile faded. "I'll think about it and we'll talk about it."

"Cool!" Justin gushed, kissing the older boy once more. "Well, I'd better go before Mother comes calling again."

"I'll walk you down," Toby told him, following the still naked boy, having forgotten he was naked himself.

"You just wanna perv on my ass," the young lad poked.

"But it's such a cute one!" Toby pushed him away.

Petunia watched as her new friend's son clothed himself and with a round of hugs to all, she was left alone with her son. Her sexy, teenage son who was standing naked in front of her, sighing to himself and obviously in deep thought. Reaching forwards with a trembling hand, she touched the boy's smooth shoulder, running her hand down his arm. Toby, still trying to get his head around the precocious eleven year old hurricane who had just blown into his life, turned at the touch, but not really taking much notice of his surroundings. Petunia had lost control of her arm as it travelled down, lightly tracing her finger on the finely haired arm of her thirteen year old son before moving across onto his flat stomach, a stomach that was now defined nicely through his hard labour at the marina. Toby's mind went blank as he felt his mother's hand grip his cock, a cock that had grown hard at her light touch on his body.

As she started to gently stroke her son's impressive four and a half inches of hardness, Petunia took her son's hand and moved it towards her, pausing to push it down slightly so that it went underneath the hem of her dress. Licking her lips in anticipation of having her damp pussy felt by her son, she pulled Toby towards her, slipping his hand inside her panties, rubbing his fingers over her slit of a pussy.

"URGH! MOTHER!" Toby yelled, coming to his senses and pulling his hand out of his mother's grip. "That's so wrong!"

"But Toby dear," Petunia stammered, trying to keep control of the situation. "I'm sure that the Reverend would agree that the next step of your cure is for you to interact with a female, sexually, and well, who better than your mother to teach you the proper way."

"NO WAY!" the teen gasped, shocked at his mother's suggestion. "I'll, I'll, I'll look it up on line or something."

"Well, I think we had better discuss this further with the Reverend," Petunia insisted. "I'll arrange for him to come over on Friday while your father is at skittles."

Knowing that nothing he could say would change her mind, Toby turned and fled to his room, throwing himself face down on his bed. He punched his pillow a few times in frustration.

`It's not fair! Why is this happening to me? What did I do that was so wrong?' he thought to himself as tears streamed down his face. All the pleasure that he had experienced not thirty minutes ago with Justin was now overridden with the fear that the Reverend would agree to his mother's plans for him.

"I mean, why would she want to have sex with me?" Toby sobbed into his pillow, but as he did, his body betrayed him. Still remembering the soft touch of Justin's body, and knowing that he would be spending time with the boy in his boat, his cock sprung back to attention. Rolling over, he grabbed his dick and started pumping. Not caring about pleasure, just wanting the release of his pent up anger and frustrations, he banged away on his cock until he felt his balls tighten. Toby felt his body arc off the bed as shot after shot of warm jism sprayed his chest, before he flopped, panting in relief. Leaning over the side of the bed, he grabbed a t-shirt and wiped himself clean, before getting under his duvet to fall asleep.

Meanwhile Petunia, standing silently outside Toby's room, watched her son's range of emotions. After he had ran from her, she had felt immediate guilt having touched her son sexually, but as she battled with her feelings, the memory of his fingers sliding inside her pussy were overwhelming her. It had been over a year since she had felt the love of Barry, her husband, and she ached for the sexual touch of another human being, rather than that of her rubber dildo. She watched as her son wanked himself to a climax, her own fingers touching herself as she wished, and now dreamed, that it was Toby's hand on her pussy. Gasping silently to herself, she saw Toby's spunk shoot over his smooth chest and she fought against her desire to rush into his room and suck the last throws of his orgasm from his cock, a cock that she had now touched while it was erect. Petunia walked slowly back to her room, sat on her bed and seeing that it was still before ten pm, picked up her phone.

"Hello? Reverend Samuel? It's Petunia Jacobs. We need to talk about Toby. Oh no, there is no problem, he seems to be coming along just fine with the treatment. Yes, I cleansed him tonight as you instructed. Can I meet you tomorrow? About three pm. That's fine. Thank you so much."

End of chapter

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21st December 2012 – posted 21st December 2012

Getting Caught posted 21st April 2013

I have some other short erotic books out, all totally legal but still as hot!! The newer ones are priced at just 99p GBP and around the $1.29 mark. The older ones are reduced at around 77p/$0.99. I also have a full length novel called "For The Lost Soul" which weighs in at 90,000 words for your enjoyment priced at just £1.99/$2.99. You can find my published stories on Amazon. You can go to my author page of Amazon by clicking here for UK and here for US. Anyone who buys a book will be thanked from the very bottom of my sperm bank!!