Date: Mon, 18 May 2020 15:47:58 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozzalone65@aol.com
Subject: Lieutenant Gorham (A Priests Need (5)

This is a fictional story that is for a character from my current tale
'with the Ramgards' that I have been writing.
A few were taken with the character Gorham. The the village guards
lieutenant that I surmised the hot manly man needed a tale all his own.
It tells of his need to help young men escape the clutches of an
intolerant church. And the boys he saves. But this is told at the point
of view of said boys.
There may be man-beasts in this tale. But not the predominant fixtures of
the story. It is for the hot and hairy Gorham

Do enjoy.

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Lieutenant Gorham
(A Priests Need (5)

... Martin stood there at the door in shock. He was looking into one of
the elder priests offices. He had just been in the priests sanctuary
praying for guidance on his turmoil. And he had so much at this time. He
joined the religious temple to be lead to the light. To follow the sacred
teachings. But he was still battling his demons, his desires that were
considered sin to the church. The teachings that were to help him pull
away from his desire and to follow law and rule.
But he only found contradiction and even more want there in the temple as
well. Reading the texts only seemed to fuel more questions.
So he came to the sanctuary and knelt before the altar to pray. Only to
be distracted by sounds from next door. Sounds that at first he thought
were groans of priestly punishment to some sinner. Someone that
displeased the elders and were probably getting the last.
But he then realized the groans were different. Not one of pain. But
pleasure. So he needed to investigate. Was the lashing not having the
effect it was supposed to. Was the sinner enjoying the beating.
His curiosity was stronger than his desire to leave and let it alone. So
now as he gazed into the dimly lit room he saw someone bent over the
large wooden desk of the elder. The man was naked from the waist down.
His rear end bared out to whomever was behind him.

"What is going on here?" Martin wondered

Then he looked over to a large male form wearing a rams head. The large
man was naked and his large penis was sticking out erect before him. His
body was muscular and beautiful to look upon. The ram- man then spoke.
His voice garbled a bit from the head piece he wore.

"Are you a so her priest?" He asked in a booming voice
"Yes master. I have sinned" came the voice from the desk"
"I have sinned gravely"
"So I must be punished"

Then I did see the last in the beast mans hand. He raised up a mighty
hand and struck down again. The man on the desk groaned and his head came
up. That's when I recognized him
'Priest' the torturer said. And as I looked at the bald older man on the
desk I recognised him as on of the high priests. One of those men that
had charged us to to scorn those if sin. There he was bent iver and
taking a lasting

"I must be punished!" He crowed again
"Drive that large rid into me"
"Tear up these bowels as punishment"

The large man reached for the mans rear and grabbed at something. I could
not see clearly what it was in the dim light. But then he seemed to turn
at it and then pull the object from the priest. It was a small spade
shaped object. And he had pulled ot from the priests anus. I gasped as I
saw this. What was he doing to the priest?  And why was this man of god
allowing it to happen.
Then I watched as the huge man behind the priest placed his fingers into
a bowl he had reached for. He then took a shiny substance and rubbed it
over his penis. The large rod was now also glistening in his hand as he
covered ot with goo.

"Very well priest" he grumbled to the man below.
"Prepare for more punishment."

He grabbed at the sides of the priest and pulled himself to the rear end
of the man under him. Then he grabbed his steely rod. It had to be over 7
inches of big hard penis. Then he pressed it to the priests backside.
Rubbing it against the mans anus. Them the big strong man pulled and
thrust.

"Ughnn. Ohh God!" The priest shrieked as he was impaled.

His head pulling up in what appeared to be pain. I pondered whether I
should burst in to the room and help the priest. But the pain quickly
turn into a deep groan. Change from a cry to obvious pleasure. Then the
priest began to beg the masked man to take him. To give him the
punishment he deserved and desired.

"Yes master. Ohh yess!" He shouted
"Drive that weapon into my body"
"Punish this sinner. Punish this sinner"

I found myself starting to get erect from the scene unfolding before me.
The huge man was soon thrusting in and out of the begging priest with
reckless abandon. Giving the 'sinner' his deserved punishment.

"You are foul priest" the man grumbled
"Such filth in the house of God"
"Take this, and this, and this"
"Ohh God. Yess master. Yess!" The priest called out
"Give it to me master. Give it to mee!"

And the guard did. He pumped his meaty weapon if sex in and out of the
sex starved priest. Martin count not help but watch as the scene was
spectacular. Even if the priest was a fat ugly thing. It had little to do
with him. His eyes were glued to the strong and muscular guard punishing
him. His buttocks was big and muscled and flexed and thrust as he pounded
at the filthy priest.

"Give it to him" he found himself quietly saying
"He is a greater sinner than most"
"Show him he is a wicked thing"

Martin found himself reaching for himself. Reaching for his own now
growing erection. This wicked and ungodly scene was fantastical and
sexually intriguing. He watched the priest that so preached the gospels
he was learning. The gospels dispelling such depravity. The priest saying
that man to man sex was sin, was bent over and taking it like a whore.
Moaning as the guard gave him his member.
Martin sat there watching the scene with such desire. The big meaty
buttock of the guard flexed as he stabbed at the priest with his hard
rod. How he wanted to be taken by the man. To be bent over that table and
taking the man penis just like that elder priest was.
But then he heard voices coming from the hall. He had to move and get out
of there. He could not be seen watching such a vile act. That alone was
sin enough. So he moved over to another room facing this first one where
the priest lay. Then crotched behind the door, looking out to the hall.

"Is he done in there?" a deep voice said.
"Such filth from a priest of all things" another answered
"But Darim needed pleasure"
"Yes. He was a needy one was he not"

They paused at the other door. Martin looked at the two men standing
there. He recognized the huge one. That was the head of all the guards.
Gorham was his name. Martin looked at the garments barely covering his
big wide rear end. He was truly a massive man. He dwarfed the other
smaller man next to him. He watched as they opened the door to the room
of sex and flesh.

"Darim. Finish now." Said the large man
"We have much to do"

Martin heard the priest call out to Gorham. Need and desire in his voice.

"Master Gorham" the priest called out
"Please replace this young one with your manly weapon"
"Yours is the father of all men's rods"

Gorham actually ordered the vile priest to be silent. Martin found it
interesting how even the highest elders bowed to such a man. But he could
not blame them. He was the definition of male purity. Large rough and
hairy. And from what all seemed to say. Was a force to be reckoned with
sexually.
It made martins loins ache as he stared at the mans backside. He then
heard the young guard Darim as he blew into the priest. Grunts and savage
moans as he finished this duty. Then he slapped at the priests rear after
leaving it.

"Filthy priest" he scorned

Then Martin heard as the young guard spit on the priest. The priest
begging for more. Begging for Gorham or even the third guard to take him
as he lay there on the table.

"More master. More" he moaned
"Silence filth" Gorham said
"We have our duties"
"Crawl back into your hole"

Then the three left the priest laying there.he sighed deeply as he was
left with a but filled with semen. Martin opened the door more as he saw
the guards leave. He caught the priest as he turned around after his
assault. Then the priest could be seen reaching down to his butt between
his legs. He scooped up the semen from his apparent drooling hole. Then
he brought it to his lips. His tongue came out and he licked at his
fingers.

"Hmm" Martin heard as the man sighed at what he was tasting

Then the man got up and got himself dressed again. Martin closed the door
to the room he was in and waited for the priest to leave. Once he heard
him down the hall he too left and headed back to his room.
He played with himself from the memory of the smoldering scene. Pulling
on his self until he orgasmed himself again. Then he lay down and slept.
Images of himself bent over that table with the young guard taking him
filled his head. ....
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To be continued