Date: Thu, 13 Feb 2020 11:12:50 -0300 From: Jr Subject: Saint & Sinner, chapter 01 - Category: Incest Saint & Sinner #01 Before you read this story, note that this is a work of fiction containing intimate acts between adult males and consenting youth under 18 years old with graphic scenes of incest. If this work offends you, please discontinue reading any further. If any of these things offend you, you need to stop reading now. This is very vulgar, and I don't want to hear any complaints later on. You have been warned. Father Anthony was a man very respected by the community, always attentive to needs and always available to help, he had become a clerical because since he was a child he knew that of his vocation, he was a very handsome man, he was thirty-seven years old, his blond hair was always shaved, a naturally tanned color with an almost golden tone, deep blue eyes, nobody had ever seen what was under his cassock, but his body was enviable, big and broad with every muscle drawn, a divine body, I would say. In the same community of this Church lived a twenty-three-year-old guy named Gabriel, his rebellious black hair reflected in his behavior, where Gabriel was things happen, always rebellious and malicious, he lived doing depravity and getting into trouble. His build was as masculine and strong as the cleric's, he was almost pale white, some mothers called him demon. Where Gabriel was there was chaos. Desperate for a change, Mrs. Michaelson, Gabriel's mother went to Father Anthony to ask for help, the Father then said that he would help the case personally. It was a rainy Wednesday and the parish was empty and silent, Gabriel entered the Church in a wet white shirt, his hair falling on his face, dripping and malicious, his red lips curled in a disdainful smile when he saw Father Anthony sitting in his office, wearing his cassock as usual. "What's up," said the boy sarcastically. They had a first conversation that came to almost nothing, every Wednesday was the same thing, three weeks ago and nothing. Until they had a conversation about sexuality. "I fuck who I want, I'm not doing anything wrong ..." "You shouldn't talk like that, the sexual act is ..." "What do you know about the sex act? Have you ever fucked somebody?" The Father looked at him in surprise and said: "Respect me!" Gabriel laughed out loud. "Want to know what I do? How and who do I fuck? Are you curious? I fuck shamelessly, there are a lot of people out there crazy to lie with me, and I don't deny it, like whoever shows up, I like to pound my dick and show who is the boss, you know? It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman ..." The boy looked at the Father with malice and said: "Even you, who seems to be quite tempting if you want, I can fuck you ..." "ENOUGH! YOUR BRAT! I AM NOT ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS FOR YOU TO TREAT ME LIKE THIS!" And saying this he left the office, at night however the conversation came into his head and he felt something that he had not felt for a long time, a spontaneous erection, his head was invaded by sinful thoughts, how that boy is beautiful, how sensual. Punishing himself, he kneeling prayed that all this would come out of his head, when finishing the punishment of his window he saw Gabriel without a sweaty shirt, playing soccer, his sculptural body, the pubic hair appeared slightly because of his black shorts of light fabric being lowered. The encounters with Gabriel became unbearable, it seemed that somehow he knew that he had awakened something in the Father, smiling wickedly, made not so heavy comments full of sexual charges, the Father lost sleep tormented by these thoughts, dreamed of the boy, woke up excited, sweaty. At dawn, his golden and mottled body woke up sweaty, stared at himself in the mirror ashamed of everything, his big breastplate with the wooden crucifix that seemed to burn his golden skin. And then he had the vision that ended his peace once and for all, from the window he saw Gabriel with no shirt having his dick sucked by a guy in a car, it was dark, but the Father was watching the boy's expressions of pleasure, his dick stiffened in the time, and practically naked there he touched himself, masturbating with great desire and came a lot, falling to his knees in shame. He curled up on his white sheets and tried to sleep. It was another Wednesday, the Father was waiting for Gabriel, afraid to look him in the face, the boy arrived late, sweaty, viewed the priest and smirked. They started talking until the boy got up and locked the office door and said: "I have to confess." "Go ahead," said the Father, frightened. Gabriel took off his T-shirt with a sensual look at the Father, took off his pants and was only wearing black boxers, the volume was already there, he smiled and went to the priest. "I want you!" He took the hands of the Father and put on his six-pack, the Father touched and felt his hands burn with desire. The boy put the hands of the Father lower, where he felt his throbbing member, he took the dick out, it was a huge roll, about 8" or so, hard as stone, the Father didn't move and said nothing, just held the meat firmly, smelled the boy's dick, the Father member was hard and then he succumbed to his sinful desires, he knelt down and, without knowing how to do it, swallowed that dick, felt the taste invading his papillae, felt what a hard cock was like inside his mouth, still in a cassock he sucked the demon. The boy made the Father get up, slowly took off his cassock, the heavy black clothes fell to the floor releasing the perfect body of the Father, Gabriel stared at the Father's body, kissed his nipples, pulled the crucifix and kissed his mouth, the crucifix bursting and went to the floor, the two kissed with passion and desire, the Father's white underwear was wet with precum, Gabriel squeezed that volume and shivered when he felt that the Father was as excited as he was. There was no turning back ... The boy knelt and when taking off his underwear he observed how perfect and sensual the Father's body was, his dick hit the boy's face, it was big, maybe bigger than his, he licked, the Father groaned, and then he swallowed and the Father howled with desire, sucked that forbidden prick with greediness, causing the Father to become shaky and lean against the table, the Father was with his eyes closed receiving that sloppy oral sex. Gabriel sucked the Father 's cock with mastery, knowing what to do, the boy swallowed the divine shaft with great desire, swallowing the whole member he faced the Father who was sweating and moaning about it. The demon then got up and on his back showed his ass, the Father promptly knelt and gave a lick, tasted the boy and then started to fuck him with his tongue as if he had already done it, sucked that ass with an absurd desire, he sweated and burned with what was happening, Gabriel moaned wanting to be possessed by the Father at any cost, rolled around in his mouth. And with one hard thrust, the Father was punching his huge dick in the boy's ass, giving him a few seconds to adjust to your size. They both moaned. The boy was going to be so sore the next day. Every time he took a step he would think on the Father and no one else. "Such a nice, tight asshole. All mine." The Father pulled out of the boy only to slam back inside. He pulled out of him so that only the tip remained, and then slammed in deep, moaning as the boy's hole tightened around him. The boy cried out once again, and he knew there was nothing that he wouldn't do for the boy. He wanted to give him the world and watch as the boy loved every second of it. Gabriel's asshole was on fire, and he loved every second of it. Anthony was like a completely different man. The Father was gone, and in his place was a man who was possessed. The Father's cock was so hard as it rocked inside the younger, reminding him with every thrust that until a few seconds ago, he had been a virgin, and now he was fucking a boy as if they had been doing it for years. Sitting on the black leather sofa, Gabriel began to ride the Father, making Anthony squirm with lust, the two kissed and the Father hammered a lot, he wanted to tear up the boy, show everything he felt there at that moment, the two fell to the ground, getting mad. The Father's sweat ran down his body, which, despite being manly, had become fragile near that monstrous and golden body of the Father. Gabriel was completely at the Father's mercy. There was no way for he to touch himself. One of the Father's hands teased his ass, and the other slipped between his thighs, stroking his dick. When the Father pressed a finger against the boy's enter and pinched his sex, any pain seemed to disappear as the Father's finger began to stretch his ass. The burn was addictive as the Father filled him. The Father teased Gabriel's crown at the same time, making the pleasure and pain work together, heightening the boy's arousal. There was no way the boy could fight this pleasure. The Father was filling one of the boy's fantasies, and he came unable to say a word but scream. Gabriel's body shaking throughout his orgasm. The Father cupped the boy's hips, slamming in deep, thrusting to the point of pain as he filled the younger with every single inch of his cock. The first tingling of the Father's orgasm worked up his spine. His balls tightened, and he held Gabriel tightly, thrusting inside the boy completely and flooding his rectum with cleric cum. He came, there in his sin, he came a lot, as he hadn't done in years, he lay without thinking about what he had done, Gabriel got up, put on his clothes and took the Father 's crucifix, looked at him and left without saying a word. Father Anthony, dressed, and kneeling tried to ask for forgiveness for having succumbed to the temptations of the flesh. On Wednesday, the Father was sitting in his office, Gabriel enters as if nothing has happened. "Don't you want to confess?" said the Father. Gabriel smirks and says: "Of course, Father, I want you to punish me because I have sinned." The door was locked again.