Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2018 22:41:11 -0400 From: David Greg Denton Subject: My Pastor and Me ? Part 5 *My Pastor and Me -- Part 5 * Gay, boy, man, Pastor * * * * It was our last Bible study session and I was both excited and sad at the same time. I didn't want them to end but he had promised that this day would be even better than the day before, so as I arrived at the church, I noticed two cars for the first time all week. I wondered who else could be there as I parked my bike then went in, anxious to find out what he had in store for me. I knocked on the door and was told to come in. When I opened it, I saw that the reverend was not alone. *How are we going to have fun if we have company?* I thought, disappointed. Rev. Parris got up and came over to me. He locked the door then guided me over to the couch where the other man had been sitting before he stood up. "Steven, this is my father, Rev. Parris, the one I was telling you about." I perked up when I heard that. He had told me that his father had let him touch his cock and I thought perhaps he'd let me touch it too! "Nice to meet you Rev. Parris," I said politely as I stuck out my hand. "Nice to meet you too, son," he offered as he took my hand and shook it. "Have a seat," he offered and pointed to the couch. I sat down and was joined by both of the reverends, one on either side of me. They each placed a hand on one of my thighs, then the younger Rev. Parris spoke next, "I thought we might skip our usual Bible study and perhaps take advantage of my father's being here to ask him any questions you might have about what else you've learned this week." I understood his meaning and thought I'd cut to the chase. "Rev. Parris, did you teach your son all of the things he taught me or was it the other way around?" "You're right, Gregory, straight to the point, I like that in a young man," he remarked looking at his son. Then he looked at me and said, "I taught my son a few things and he taught me a few. Does that answer your question?" "Yes, Sir, it does. Now who goes first?" I looked from one to the other and they were both smiling. "Wouldn't you like to make that decision, Steven?" The younger one asked. "I don't care who goes first, Sir, as long as I get fucked by the both of you!" "You're a special boy, Steven, just like my son told me. If it's alright with you, I'd like to go first." "That's fine with me, Sir. Are you big like your son?" "Bigger," was his answer. I looked to the younger one and he nodded. "Then what are we waiting for?" I jumped up and was naked before either of them had the chance to stand. "You're right, son, eager and very well-endowed." He stood and undressed as his son and I watched. When he was naked too, I took the time to admire his physique. While his son was thin and smooth, he was muscular and hairy like my dad. He had white hair on his head and his chest. I reached out to run my fingers through it because I love a hairy chest. He let me explore his body while his son sat watching. I ran my hands over his pecs, down his stomach and when I got to his cock, I wrapped both my hands around it and still there was some left over at either end. It was indeed bigger than his son's and I was looking forward to having his monster cock in my ass. I could tell that Gregory was turned on by my touching his father from the bulge in his pants. I licked my lips as I eyed that bulge, so he got up and stripped for me. Once we were all naked, Gregory reached behind me and caressed my butt. He stuck his hand in my crack and found my rosebud then started playing with it. I leaned over and took one of his dad's perky nipples in my mouth and sucked on it while I played with his dick and balls. He was more man than I had ever seen or even imagined, and I wanted him. He seemed to sense this because he took over caressing my butt from his son and started massaging my asshole. I didn't want to leave his son out, so I took one hand off his father's and grabbed the son's substantial cock then started stroking the both at the same time. They each put a hand on my cock and did the same. "Quite a talent this one, my son." "Didn't I tell you, Dad?" I took that as a compliment and said, "Thanks, now who's going to kiss me?" The dad leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss. Then he let me go so that I could get one from his son. At that point, they were tied in the kissing department, so I thought I'd play a little game. "Now kiss each other." Without hesitation they began kissing each like they'd done it a million times before. It was hot watching a father and son, kiss like that, so I told them, "Now that's how a father and son should kiss." They pulled apart and laughed. "We only have an hour, guys," the younger one said, "Let's get to the fucking, shall we? Steve." Then he pointed at the desk. I walked the short distance, bent over and spread my legs, then looked over my shoulder at them still standing there. "A special boy, Gregory, a very special boy." His son smiled as he agreed, "Steve is all that and more Dad, let me assure you." They came over and took their positions, Gregory crawled between my legs then turned and sat on the floor, taking my cock in his mouth while his dad came up behind me. I felt rather than saw his slick fingers enter me, one, two, three, then four. Then he swapped them out for the head of his cock. Since he'd taken the time to stretch me out, it slid in easily. I clamped down on it anyway as I got my dick sucked by his son's talented mouth. "Holy fuck, you're big!" I remarked. I knew it would make him feel good even if it was true. "Thanks, boy, and you're so fucking tight!" He told me as he pulled out then plunged back in, hard. I could tell with that one plunge that this was not going to be a sweet fuck like his son had given me the day before. His dad was going to fuck me hard and I could tell already that I was going to love it. "Oh yeah, fuck me, big daddy!" "Oh, I'm gonna fuck you so good, boy, you're never gonna to want another cock up your ass." He fucked me harder and harder at that point and I was in heaven getting my cock sucked at the same time my ass was getting pounded. I thought for sure I was going to come any minute, but I wanted to wait for Act 2, so I started reciting scripture passages. That worked because when the older Rev. Parris screamed, "I'm coming!" I didn't. He unloaded inside me and I could feel his cum coat my insides. Once he was done coming, he pulled out and it was his son's turn. I tried squeezing my ass while they switched places, but cum still managed to drip down the inside of my legs. *Man, he must have been saving that load forever, *I thought. Once the older reverend was in front of me, his mouth on my cock, the younger one slid his cock inside my hole and without waiting, proceeded to fuck me. "Oh, yeah, give it to me, big man," I encouraged him as I turned my head to perhaps get a kiss. He figured out what I was doing and obliged me with one. I had to admit that the younger one was now in the lead. I loved the way he kissed me while he was ramming his big fuck pole inside me. He took it slow at first like I knew he would, then picked up speed. I tried to hold out again by reciting more Bible passages, but it didn't work this time. I couldn't stop the cum from rising as I kissed my pastor while he was fucking my hole and getting sucked by his father. I shot my load as I screamed, "Aw, fuck!" into his mouth. He plunged into me one more time and did the same, "Fuck!" Meanwhile, his father swallowed every drop of my jizz as I pumped my load down his throat. The younger Rev. Parris collapsed on my back as he wrapped his arms around me. Luckily, the desk held me up. His dad extricated himself from his place under me, then stood up and said, "I have to go. Thanks for the fuck, boy. You truly are a special young man." He gave me a kiss on the cheek then patted my ass as he kissed his son then got dressed quickly and left. Gregory pulled me up and held me as he whispered into my ear, "I agree with my dad, you're a very special young man, Stevie." He slid out and then turned me around and took me in his arms, kissing me, our last kiss and the best kiss of my life so far. "Stay here, I'm going to get a towel and clean you up. That's when I noticed that I was leaking again. He had managed to fill me up despite all the times we'd come in the past week and I thought at that moment, that if I was older and he wasn't married with kids, that maybe we could have been together. I know it was a silly fantasy, but it was mine. "Thanks, Rev. Parris." He opened a drawer and produced a towel then got down on his knees and began cleaning me up. When I was clean enough to get dressed, he kissed the tip of my soft prick, then helped me get dressed before getting dressed himself. He walked me to his car and opened the door. "But I rode my bike today!" I insisted. "Trust me, you're not going to be able to ride your bike home." He winked, and I chuckled as I got in carefully and he loaded my bike into the trunk of his car. Then he walked around to the driver's side, got in and started it up. He had let his hand rest on my leg on the short drive to my house. When we arrived, he pulled into the driveway and stared straight ahead. "I think I should go inside, Sir." "Gregory, the name's Gregory. You can feel free to call me that anytime we're alone." He still wouldn't look at me, so I just said, "Okay... Gregory. Thanks for this week. I really appreciate everything you did for me, I learned a lot and I'll never forget..." I didn't know how to finish the thought. He finally looked at me and said, "I learned a lot too, Steve, and I will neve forget you either." I thought that was an odd thing to say but decided to leave it alone. "Well, bye then. I'll get my bike so that you don't have to get out." He squeezed my thigh and said, "Thanks." I placed my hand over his and squeezed it, then got out and retrieved my bike. He backed out and I waved as he pulled away. He did too. I watched as he drove away and only came back to myself when I heard my mother call to me from the house. I parked my bike around back then walked inside and gave her a kiss. "Hi, Mom." "Hi, honey. The reverend brought you home. That was nice of him." "He's a nice man, Mom." I remarked as I opened the fridge looking for something to eat. "Have a piece of fruit. You don't want to spoil your dinner." "Okay," I agreed, took one from the bowl and went to my room. With every step I took, I could feel the after effects of having been fucked by two huge cocks in one day. I smiled to myself as I laid down gingerly on the bed and ate my banana while I waited for dinner, musing, *I sure am going to miss those study sessions*. (to be continued)