Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2021 13:49:10 +0100
From: john skehan <cajunboi868@gmail.com>
Subject: The Guards Part 2

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After my night with the Swiss Guards I was intrigued by their history and
their way of life in the Vatican. Two days later I received a phone call
from the office of the guard. I was invited to lunch by the cardinal who
was the governor of the Vatican's security services. I was invited to
lunch at the Vatican with the cardinal, Of course, I accepted and it was
set for the next day.

I arrived at the designated gate and was greeted by a young guard
officer. I confirmed my ID and was taken through a maze of corridors
until I found myself standing at an ornate door. The young office knocked
and gave a password. I entered a small dining room. Present was the
cardinal, the chief librarian, and an officer I recognized from my night
of pleasure in the underground chamber. Lunch was served by a trio of
small nuns. We talked of the proposal for me to write a modern history of
the guards going back 300 years. There had never been one written by a
non-cleric and I would have full access to the archives to research the
past 300 years. Currently the records were being moved to a computer base
for future scholars. I was to be the first to gain access. I jumped at
the unique opportunity.

At the end of the meal the guard officer, Lorenzo, and the librarian
escorted me deep into the heart of the vaults where many ancient
documents were stored. The librarian left me with Lorenzo there. Lorenzo
wasted no time in removing my cloths and handed me a black cassock
telling me that I would be less conspicuous dressed as a priest. He
lifted the rear of the cassock and whispered "It has one other
advantage,  I can have access to you whenever we are alone." I felt his
finger move down my ass crack. He knelt behind me and pulled my butt open
to give his tongue access to my moist hole. He muttered "Now you even
taste like a priest all sweaty back there and moist." He spent a few
minutes working on my ass before standing. He continued "In addition to
working here you will have a set of rooms so that you may be close to
your work and to us. Some were quite taken with your body a few days ago.
Word has spread here about the American scholar. I'm sure that you will
have visitors. My men will certainly want to maintain warm relations with
you as you write their stories."

I worked for a few hours as I set up a desk and reviewed a few ancient
manuscripts. A young guardsman came down to escort me and my laptop to my
new quarters. They were in an ancient tower just behind one of the
grottos in the gardens. He asked if I wished to join the guards for
supper. I accepted telling him that it would be an honor. I was surprised
to see that my things had been brought from the hotel where I'd been
staying. It was a simple room with a desk, a bed and a wardrobe. There
was a small bathroom off the bedroom. The window opened with a view of
the gardens.

Lorenzo came to fetch me for supper. He was escorted by Giovanie. I stood
at the window as they walked in and closed the door behind them. Giovanie
moved to my rear and lifted the cassock. I bent slightly knowing his
intention. He smoothly slipped his lubed cock between my ass cheeks and
moaned "We will be good friends now." Lorenzo moved to kneel in front
of me to suck my now hard cock. I joked "What dessert before the meal?"
It did not take both men long to bring me to full satisfaction. One
filled my guts and the other drained my balls. A piece of tissue was
stuck in my ass to prevent Giovannie's gift from leaving my bowels. He
told me that it was to be the lube for later.

We entered the guards' dining room. They stood at attention. I offered
the prayer and then Lorenzo introduced me to the room. The meal was
simple but with a fine wine. It was explained that the wine came from
Ticino, the home Swiss territory of the guard. During the meal,  I
noticed looks from many of the men. Some even made gestures to their
mates by grabbing their crotches. My own cock was rock hard by the end of
the meal as I imagined the after supper entertainment that awaited me. I
had abandoned my civilian attire in favor of the more comfortable
cassock, going commando. I imagined that I was not the only one naked
under the long robes in the Vatican.

After the meal we sat talking over coffee in the TV room. The flirting
was not subtle in there. I crossed my legs knowing that the men could
clearly see under the cassock that I had no underwear on. I noticed a few
hard cocks among those wearing sweat suits. They made no secret of their
desires. Lorenzo left me there having to go change into something more
comfortable than his uniform. Once he was out of the room a few men moved
closer to me. As we talked hands were on my knees and soon moving the
cassock aside to explore my naked body. Lorenzo returned to find me naked
and being used by his men. He was wearing a pair of gym shorts and no
shirt. I had a cock in my mouth, one in each hand and one firmly planted
in my hole. All were moaning, sweaty men letting their lust take over.
Lorenzo moved between my outstretched legs and pushed the man in my
forward. This gave him a view of my stuffed hole. He pushed his own hard
cock in next to the one already planted deep in my guts.