I, Marcus Rivers, always knew I was different, trying to be the good Catholic boy who avoided thoughts of girls or sex. Seeing my roommate with his friend opened my eyes to desires I never knew I had. The sight of two guys enjoying each other was something I couldn’t shake off.
I went to confession, expecting Father Jack Aries to be stern and assign me endless penance. Instead, he said my feelings were natural and offered to guide me. I was shocked when he suggested we touch each other, and before I knew it, he was in my confessional, his hardness pressing into me. It hurt at first, but the pain soon turned into pleasure. I realized later that I had lost my virginity, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The memory of sitting on Father Aries’ lap, his cock deep inside me, made me hard and aching. I started masturbating constantly, unable to control myself.
I didn’t see Father Aries in the confessional again and couldn’t approach him without a reason. But I caught him staring at me, his gaze sending shivers down my spine. Finally, I confided in Father Sargent, my assigned confessor. I expected him to be stern, but his response was unexpected. He said it was natural and that the priests could help me. Then, he took me too.
Days later, I was scheduled to assist with the altar and found Father Aries there. We started normally, but then he touched my face, and my body trembled. I was hard instantly. He kissed me, his dominance clear, and I knew being a good boy meant letting him use me. His touch was electric, my cock so hard I thought I might come right there. He bent me over the altar, fingering my hole in the sanctuary. It was surreal, but my body knew what it wanted.
He entered me, his cock pushing deep. I cried out, but soon the pain turned to pleasure. I imagined the pews filled with boys and priests watching. He laid me on my back on the altar, fucking me harder, my legs spread wide. I wished the pews were full, wanting everyone to see Father Aries take me, bless me with his seed, and make me his perfect boy.
Catholic Boys
ALTAR BOY MARUCS Chapter 4 – Altar Boy Training
I, Marcus Rivers, always knew I was different, trying to be the good Catholic boy who avoided thoughts of girls or sex. Seeing my roommate with his friend opened my eyes to desires I never knew I had. The sight of two guys enjoying each other was something I couldn’t shake off.
I went to confession, expecting Father Jack Aries to be stern and assign me endless penance. Instead, he said my feelings were natural and offered to guide me. I was shocked when he suggested we touch each other, and before I knew it, he was in my confessional, his hardness pressing into me. It hurt at first, but the pain soon turned into pleasure. I realized later that I had lost my virginity, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The memory of sitting on Father Aries’ lap, his cock deep inside me, made me hard and aching. I started masturbating constantly, unable to control myself.
I didn’t see Father Aries in the confessional again and couldn’t approach him without a reason. But I caught him staring at me, his gaze sending shivers down my spine. Finally, I confided in Father Sargent, my assigned confessor. I expected him to be stern, but his response was unexpected. He said it was natural and that the priests could help me. Then, he took me too.
Days later, I was scheduled to assist with the altar and found Father Aries there. We started normally, but then he touched my face, and my body trembled. I was hard instantly. He kissed me, his dominance clear, and I knew being a good boy meant letting him use me. His touch was electric, my cock so hard I thought I might come right there. He bent me over the altar, fingering my hole in the sanctuary. It was surreal, but my body knew what it wanted.
He entered me, his cock pushing deep. I cried out, but soon the pain turned to pleasure. I imagined the pews filled with boys and priests watching. He laid me on my back on the altar, fucking me harder, my legs spread wide. I wished the pews were full, wanting everyone to see Father Aries take me, bless me with his seed, and make me his perfect boy.