Father Williams took a sip of his cup, looked me gently my the eyes and softly said almost in a whisper, but with sure determination in his voice, “Robby, I’ve got to see you again tomorrow even though it’s New Years Eve--I’ve just got too.” 

I took a sip from my cup, gently grabbed his wrist and replied, “ I know--so do I-- I’ve got a party I have to go to, but that’s not until 7 o’clock So we can get together before then if you want?” 

Once those words came out of my mouth, his face really lit up and he leaned over slightly. He opened his mouth and gave me another deep wet kiss. He informed me that we couldn’t get together at the rectory because at least two of his fellow priests would be returning. But he thought about it for a second and said he too had to go to a New Year’s Eve party he had been invited to by a woman he worked with at CYO (Catholic Youth Organization) since he was new to the area and really didn’t know anyone yet. He explained that she lived on the Westside of Davenport which was about 2 miles or so from where I lived and perhaps he could rent a motel room since he didn’t want to drive back to the rectory that night anyway after the party.

That seemed like a great idea to me, so he quickly got off the sofa and picked up the yellow pages. I thought he looked so damn cute standing there in the nude with his flaccid cock hanging out as he fumbled through the book looking for the phone number of the Red Rooster Inn which was about 3 miles from where I lived. Once he found the number, he quickly picked up the phone and dialed it. As the phone was ringing, he reached over for his pants and grabbed his wallet. He quickly flipped it open and pulled out a credit card. 

When a voice came on at the other end, Father Williams asked if he could book a room for the next day. And within 20 second or so he was giving his credit card number to the person on the other end of the phone along with his name, 
Father Williams of the Catholic Diocese of Des Moines, Iowa” that he wanted the room booked under. Then something really funny happened. As he was talking to the person, suddenly he said, “ What? You give 15% discounts to ministers--hey great--is it also OK if I can have an early check-in of say 8:00 am?” Then I heard him say, “Great--Thank you very much,” as he hung up.

When he walked over to me he had a slight smile on his face. Our little sortie for the next day was cast in stone and I could tell he was really excited--especially since he was going to get a 15% discount complements of the Red Rooster Inn. And for that fact, I was excited too. “What better way to ring in the New Year than to have some more steamy-sex with a hot juicy naked man like Father Williams”, I told myself. 

But just as important to me was the fact that I wanted to be with him. He made me feel so alive inside. And while I still had deep feeling for Andrew’s Father, my feelings for Father Williams were now somehow stronger even though I just met him. 

Just as he sat down next to me, I couldn’t resist another wet kiss. So I leaned over and the next thing I knew we were making out again. As our tongues intertwined in heated passion, I rubbed my hand all over his hairy chest & nipples as he placed his over my cock and ever so softly stroked me.

Our love for one another seemed to grow stronger and stronger. I desperately needed to suck his cock and I know he needed to suck mine. Without saying a word he turned on his side and spread his masculine and handsome body across the sofa. While I had never sixty-nined before, nevertheless I knew exactly what to do for my gay intuition had kicked into overdrive. 

As I turned on my side, I could see his big thick piece of meat was awaiting the arrival of my young teenage lips. I loved looking at Father Williams cock! It was so damn beautiful especially since it was surrounded with a thick patch of jet-black pubic hair which really turned me on. For some reason, a cock highlighted with black pubbies made it seem that much more striking to me. 

Ever so gently I kissed his cock up & down several times and then toyed with his big purple cockhead before I took his shaft into my mouth. Father Williams did almost the exact same thing to me. I gradually slid my lips down his shaft until I had about three quarter of it in my mouth. Before I knew it, we were sucking each other like two pistons working in perfect synchronization and the feeling was so very exceptional. I couldn’t think of anything not only more romantic, but sensual as well. I felt at total peace with myself sucking a nice mature dick while having mine sucked at the same time lying on our sides on a nice leather sofa all in the soft glow of the light that illuminated from the fireplace. “Was I in heaven, or was I in heaven” , I asked myself.

Given I had already cum twice that night and he had only cum once, I knew we could both easily cum again and I sure wanted his warm sperm in my stomach as a form of a souvenir before I left. But we were in no hurry. It was only 9:40 PM and I didn’t have to be home for 2 hours & 20 minutes and 3 hours & 20 minutes if I called home before midnight & got permission.

Slowly, I removed my lips from his cock and began licking his hairy balls. They tasted absolutely delicious and my tongue took to them like baby ducks take to water. Round and round I licked them in soft gently circles and then I took one into my mouth. I just loved the musty taste venting from it. It truly excited me like a shark with blood in the water. 

As I lay there sucking in his nuts, suddenly I could feel his tongue gently work its way into my crack. The next thing I knew Father Williams was darting it in and out of my hole. The feeling was beyond words. My body twitched slightly back and forth because the sensation was so incredible. 

Well of course I wanted to make him feel just as good as he was making me feel so immediately I worked my tongue down and into his crack. The minute my tongue crested up against his luscious ass-lips his body jerked violently. Instantly I drove my tongue deep into his hole and began darting in and out of it flicking my tongue back and forth as fast as possible. There was no doubt now that we had gone from a simple sixty-nine session to eating one another out and did we both ever love it. At that point his body again jerked violently and his butt began to pump my face. I couldn’t control myself anymore and by now was licking every single inch of his ass lips up & down as fast as I possibly could. We carried on like this for what seemed like five full minutes. 

Finally, we both went back to our first love which was sucking each other’s cocks. 
It wasn’t but a minute or two after he began to really ride my cock with his soft lips when I could feel myself want to cum. I lifted my hips ever so slightly and held it for as long as I could. Seconds later, I fed his mouth with my warm teenage seed. And of course he swallowed every drop of my offering. As my body now laid there almost docile from the terrific organism, I focused all my attention on getting him off. 

Carefully, I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and jacked his shaft up and down while my lips remained firmly parked on his cock-head. After a few minutes of this manipulation, I then moved my lips up & down his shaft while I wrapped my index finger and thumb around the base of his cock. I could tell he was getting close because his body began to twitch and he too lifted his hips up slightly.

I thrust my lips up & down his shaft about 20 more times as fast as I possibly could, when, suddenly, Father Williams released and filled my mouth with his holy blessed sacrament. He warm seed tasted delicious and I relished every drop as it went down my throat and into my stomach. Indeed my request had come true and I now had his little souvenir swimming around in my teenage tummy. 

We laid there on our sides without a word spoken. But it was obvious the deep feelings we shared for one another. Between all the sex, the alcohol, the hot shower and the food we ate, my eyes became heavy and I decided to close them for a few minutes. I could tell he wanted to rest a bit as well. 

We both must have been more tired than we first thought for we fell asleep right there for about an hour. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was his flaccid cock-head which was dangling right in front of me and slightly touching my nose. “What a great way to wake up”, I told myself.

Father Williams was still asleep because while he wasn’t snoring, his breathing was quite heavy. I laid there for a few minutes admiring his cock while I thought about all that happened between us that night.

Finally, I stirred him when I placed my lips over his cock-head and began to tease it with my tongue. Sure enough within seconds his body stirred and he began to rub one of my feet. Then he remarked, “ Boy, we must have fallen asleep--did you have a good nap sweet boy?” 

We sat up and he gave me a quick kiss on my lips. By now it was almost 11 PM. I decided at that point it would best if I got home early so I could get up early and meet him around 8:30 am. I didn’t want to ask my mom for her car the next morning cause I needed it to try and hook up with Andrew’s father like I promised on New Year’s Day. Also, I didn’t want to park her car at the hotel because Davenport, Iowa was a small town and I sure as hell didn’t want anyone to recognize it parked outside of a motel. 

So I told Father Williams that I would catch the bus which went right by the motel and would meet him in the gift shop rather than the lobby. Then I would follow him to his room cause I didn’t want anyone to see us together. I could tell he appreciated my concern for about the last thing either of us wanted to happen was for someone to see a teenager like me walking into the motel room of a priest. 

Then Father Williams did one last thing for me. He got dressed and kissed me in nude because he knew how much I loved it. We deep frenched for about five minutes before our lips parted and I finally got dressed. Once I put my clothes on, grabbed my jacket and picked up my keys, he walked me out to my car just like Andrew’s father did and helped me scrap the snow off the windows. 

But unlike Andrew’s father, he sure as hell wasn’t disappointed or had a sour look on his face. In fact he was thoroughly excited cause he knew in just a few hours we would be together again. 

By now there were only a few flakes coming down here and there. I rolled down the window. He leaned in and said, “OK Robby--see you around 8:30 tomorrow,” as he looked both ways to make sure the coast was clear and then gave me one final long deep wet kiss. 

As I drove off, I couldn’t help but think if having an affair with Andrew’s Father and the way it first happened was bizarre, having an affair with a Father Williams and the way it first happened was even more bizarre. I mean here I went to seek the advice and counsel from a man of the cloth and before I knew it, we were having hot-steamy sex together.

But did I love it? You bet I did. I mean loved the fact that homosexual sex especially with two older men would definitely be viewed by most people as both seedy and immoral. I guess that’s what made the dark side of it all seem so appealing to me.

I couldn’t imagine what my parents would think if they found out I was having sex with either man let along both. I mean my father and uncles were all past presidents of the Catholic Dioceses of Davenport and were active members along with two of my older brothers (Kevin & Jack) and several cousins in the Knights Of Columbus (A Catholic Men’s Civic Organization). 

The Knights were so well organized they even owned their own facility in Davenport complete with a bar & kitchen. I could just see one of my dad’s or brothers or cousins fellow Knights asking how there gay son, or gay brother or gay cousin was doing and if I was still seeing that x-priest I was having an affair with and who they excommunicated from the church when they found out. 

And then the thought crossed my mind like what if Andrew’s Father found out I was seeing someone else--especially a priest. Would he be mad, sad, jealous or just pissed-off to the point of where he never wanted to see or talk to me again? 

I think that’s what I liked about Father Williams so much. He knew I was having an affair with my best friend’s father. But that didn’t bother him. I guess the way he looked at it is that we were friends first and boyfriends second. I think that’s why I felt so comfortable being around him.

When I drove up into our garage, I looked at my watch. It was only 11:30 and I knew my parents would be pleased I was home early. They had company over cause I could see a few cars including my older brother, Kevin’s parked out on the street in front of our house. 

I hopped out of the car, hit the garage door button and walked into the house through the kitchen. I could hear voices coming from the living room. The minute I walked into the room, my mom gave me a kiss and I shook my brother’s hand. Then I shook Mr. Sullivan’s and his wife’s hand who were visiting and gave my sister-in -law, Cindy a kiss on her cheek. My dad was just making a round of drinks so naturally I went over and gave him a hug and said hello to my little brother and two sisters who happened to be in the room playing cards on the floor. 

My mom asked where I had been. I just shrugged my shoulders and said I went to the mall and then over to a friend’s house. I know it really didn’t matter what friend’s house I said I was over at if asked cause while no one was drunk, it also appeared no one was feeling any pain either including my mom. 

I visited with everyone for a few minutes and then excused myself. I explained that I wanted to go to bed for I had to get up early cause I was going down to the YMCA to play some basketball with some of my friends (Andrew and I often went to the Y on Saturday’s and Holidays so it was no big deal) and then would probably hang out at the mall again. I explained to everyone in the room that the Y was only opened till noon cause they were closing early on New Year’s Eve.

My mom then said , “Don’t forget to be home by six, Robby, so you can get dressed (meaning tie and sport coat)--we need to be at your Uncle Jim’s house around seven o’clock. 

When I asked my mom how many people were coming to the New Year’s Eve get together, my Dad answered instead and said he thought about 60 people or so like usual.

Normally there were about 50 people in our family that would get together on New Year’s plus around 10 extra people family members would bring along for one reason or the other. Like my parents were bringing our next-door neighbor, Jim to the party because his wife was out of town due to a family emergency. And over the years, we even had quite a few priests attend-- especially those that my dad and uncles hung out with down at the Knights Of Columbus bar.

So finally, I said goodnight to everyone, excused myself, and went up stairs to my room.

When I hit the pillow ,the first thought that came to mind was if there was any morsel of doubt about me being straight, that had now all evaporated given my hot-steamy encounter with Father Williams. 

The second thought that came to mind was just how much I enjoyed having homosexual encounters. Again, in my mind not only was it far more exciting than with a female, but it seemed so dark and seedy which I guess is what made it seem so much more thrilling to me.

I had a hard time sleeping that night even though I was dead tired. I think I was so excited about the next day I kept tossing and turning. I wondered if Father Williams was having that same problem I was having that night. 

When I woke up the next morning the house was dead quite. Everyone was still sleeping. I rolled over on my side and looked across the room. My little brother was in a dead sleep with one leg still on the floor. I often wondered about him. Several years back he had this little buddy he met in Sunday School. They became close and would always hang out together. When his friend would come over they would sometimes play in the detached garage we had converted into a room for my older brothers. A few days after they had played in it, my mom asked me to go straighten the room because we were going to have some company stay there the following weekend. When I was vacuuming the carpet, I noticed a small jar of Vaseline under one of the beds and knew it had recently been put there cause I had rearranged all the furniture only two weeks before. But I never said anything and just forgot all about it. I figured if anything my little brother and his friend might just have been experimenting. 

Anyway, I quickly looked over at the clock. It was already 7:00 AM. I hopped out of bed quietly and went into the bathroom. As I sat on the pot, I could really feel the protrusion in my hole from Father Williams’ cock. But again it was a good soreness and the sting wasn’t anywhere near as bad as the morning after when Andrew’s father first bent me over and fucked me in the utility room and then again in the shower.

I relieved myself really well cause I felt so fudge-packed and then took a nice long hot shower. When I got out, I toweled myself really well and then blow-dried my hair. I powered my nuts really well with baby powder so that they would be all pretty smelling for Father Williams, splashed some Polo on my face and grabbed of stick of deodorant. Once I rolled some on my underarms, I went over to my closet and grabbed a pair of boxers, blue-jeans and a dark flannel shirt along with a blue sweater. After I got dressed, I hit the kitchen and made a quick cup of instant coffee to get the old blood pumping. I downed my coffee, grabbed my jacket and headed out the door. 

My timing could couldn’t have been more perfect for no sooner had I turned the corner when I could see the bus coming down the street. I ran down to the bus stop and waited for its arrival.

When it pulled up, I hopped on and went straight to the back. I was hoping there wasn’t anyone on the bus who recognized me cause I didn’t want anyone to see me getting off in front of the Red Roster Inn. I lucked out! There were only a few old ladies sitting up front cause it was so early and it was the holidays. 

When the bus dropped me off about 15 minutes later, I crossed the street and made my way over to the motel. My heart was pounding and I was nervous about someone seeing me. I quickly walked into the gift shop, but Father Williams was not there. When I looked at my watch, I was about 10 minutes early. So I went over to the newsstand and grabbed a magazine burying my face deep in it so no one could see me.

About ten minutes or so had gone by when sure enough Father Williams walked in. He looked as cute as he did the day before if not more. He was wearing nice semi-tight blue jeans, yellow button down oxford pin-point shirt and a brown pullover sweater. He looked around for a moment until he spotted me at the back. He gave me a drop-dead smile (dimples and all) and then walked up next to me pretending he was looking for a newspaper. He quickly grabbed one, slipped me a note and then walked over to cashier to pay for the paper as well as some gum he picked up by the resister.

After he walked out, I looked at his note. It said : Room 3-K.

I waited for about five minutes and put the magazine back on the stand. As I was walking out, I noticed bottles of baby lotion on the far counter. I remembered how much I like it when Andrew’s father fucked me in the shower using that stuff so I quickly purchased a small one and walked out into the lobby of the hotel.

Carefully, I looked in both directions and then headed over to the elevators. I pushed the button and when the doors opened, I hurried in hoping no one was behind me. No sooner was the door about to close when a man stuck his arm in and stopped the them. The doors reopened and he stepped in. Right away my heart started pounding. But I did know him and he pushed the button for second floor. Given I was going to the third, I began to relax. The instant he stepped off, I hit the “ close door” button and the elevator headed up. When the door opened, I walked out and carefully looked down both hallways. I couldn’t see anyone other than a elderly gentleman walking towards the elevators from the West hallway. But the room I was headed to was in the East wing. So I headed down that hallway until I came to 3-K just like the note said. 

Just before I knocked on the door, I looked both ways once again just to make double sure no one was around. I knocked only once and within seconds Father Williams opened it. He had a big smile on his face and hurried me into the room. Soon as he closed the door, he chained it which made me feel a whole lot better. Now I could relax.

As I looked around for a second, I could see that it was a cozy room --nothing fancy , but certainly well maintained with a king-size bed, a small table, two wooden chairs, a color TV and a standard motel bathroom with its own shower. As my eyes glanced over at the closet, I was quickly reminded that he was a priest for hanging on a rack was what I called a priest’s uniform which included black slacks, black leather belt and a black shirt along with a white priest’s collar. While I didn’t ask, I was sure he was going to wear it to the party he was going to that night cause all priests wore that kind of garb at public or private gatherings. 

He chuckled and asked, “ No one saw you did they?”

I shook my head that no one had as I set the bag of baby lotion on the table .

He replied very satisfied, “Hey Great, now how about a kiss, Robby, cause I need one from you.”

Well of course I put my arms around him and he put his around me. We held each other tightly as our lips met and he inserted his tongue deep into my mouth. But unlike any other time we kissed, this time was by far the best. For one thing I felt like I knew him now. And I could literally smell him--I could smell the baby shampoo in his hair, the fresh & masculine scent of the after shave he was wearing and the sport’s deodorant he had on. I knew I was starting to fall in love with him, but this time, I didn’t care. I wanted him and I wanted him badly. I figured it was a new year and what better way to start it off than to fall in love with someone I really liked.

After our lips parted we didn’t say anything. Something had come over us and we both knew it. He could read my mind and within seconds was undressing me. I stood there with my arms at my sides and allowed him to remove my sweater, shirt, shoes and socks. Slowly, he then unbuckled my belt and pulled my jeans & boxers down to my ankles. From there I stepped out of them feeling so sensual inside exposing my smooth naked body to a fully clothed man again. Of course I was razor hard as we embraced and went back to kissing.

Father Williams began to toy with my cock & nuts with one hand while he rubbed his other all over my bare butt. And as always, I felt right in my own element by allowing an older man to fondle my young smooth naked body while he kissed me. The submissive feeling was by far more powerful than at anytime with him or Andrew’s father and did I ever treasure the docile & effeminate like feeling. 

About a minute had gone by when he placed his hands on my waist and sat down in one of the wooden chairs. He pulled me towards him until I was sitting on his lap again with my feet flat on the floor facing him. Only this time it was more exciting cause I was completely naked and he was clothed. 

Right away I knew what he wanted. He wanted to kiss & suck on my nipples again which I was more than happy to accommodate his request. So I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and he instantly began kissing them back and forth. He had gotten me super horny and I began to thrust my rock-hard dick into his stomach as I could feel my cock-head rub up against the soft wool from his sweater. The feeling was incredible and I began to go faster and faster as he began to suck both my nipples going back and forth between them every few seconds or so.

I knew if I didn’t stop soon, I was going to cum all over us again. But by now, I just couldn’t stop. He had taken me beyond the point of no return by the inconceivable way he was sucking me and by the awesome sensation I was experiencing pumping my cock-head into his soft wool sweater. I figured he knew what was going to happen or why else would he had taken me to this heated extreme to begin with?

Sure enough, I was right, for when I moaned out that I was about to cum, he sucked my right nipple has hard as he could and inserted a finger into my boy-beaver. And like the previous night, I exploded all over us while I struggled desperately to catch my breath. Father Williams held me tightly because my body was shaking violently as warm cum kept spewing out of my teenage body.

It took me almost a full minute to come back down to earth after my intense orgasm. When I finally caught my breath and began to calm, he wiped some cum from his sweater and placed it up to his mouth. He licked it off and then wiped up another gob and this time held it up to my mouth. He said, “ Here Robby taste this.” 

Before I could say a word, he inserted his finger full of cum into my mouth. He leaned over and deep frenched me. Now we were both relishing the seed that had come out of my body and was now in our mouths. It was certainly an intimate moment. 

As I remained seated on his lap facing him we got into somewhat of a lengthy conversation about the evening before. We both learned that nether of us got much sleep cause we were so excited about today. Then I told him all about how I caught the bus over to the motel and how I was sure no one had seen me. 

Just after we gave one another a quick kiss he looked at the bag on the table and said , “ “What’s this?”

When he reached into it, he pulled out the small bottle of baby lotion I had purchased.

He gave me somewhat of a devilish smile followed by a wink and said, “Oh Robby- you little devil you.”

I just smiled back as I leaned over to give him a quick kiss on his lips and said, “Well, I can’t help it---I like that stuff”. 

Without saying a word he popped the top and poured some lotion onto his finger. He reached around and inserted one up into my boy-beaver. As he began fingering me, he whispered,” Does that feel good, sweetboy?”

I squeezed the back of his neck and replied, “Oh yea ---it feels really good---keep on doing it.”

Just before he lubbed his finger up again, I helped him pull off his sweater. And after he inserted his finger back into me, I unbuttoned his shirt. It was time to get his clothes off cause I knew his snake was dying to get out of those jeans and fuck me.

As I had done the night before, slowly I slid off his lap and got down on my teenage knees. I removed his shoes & socks first and then unbuckled his belt and undid his jeans. Just as soon as I pulled them down to his ankles, I gently yanked them off. No sooner had I looked up when there stood the most beautiful sight in the world--his throbbing cock of course which stared me right in the face. 

And while we both knew that I wanted him to fuck me with it, I certainly wanted to kiss & suck it first. So I placed my teenage lips up to his cockhead and passionately kissed it several times all over. I was in love with his cockhead and it was certainly obvious to Father Williams. I planted deep wet kisses up & down his shaft before taking his cock into my mouth. Father Williams let out a soft but blaring moan of gratification the minute I stroked my lips up & down it a few times. 

He then said in a soft mellow tone, “Come on Robby, let’s go over to the bed”. 

I immediately got off my knees and Father Williams stood up. He removed his shirt and then wrapped his arms around me. It felt so wonderful to be held by him again as I waved my fingers through his hairy chest and all over his sexy nipples while we deep frenched ever so intimately.

We walked over to his bed and I laid down flat on my back. Immediately he followed me in and laid on top of me like we were man and wife. I wrapped my arms around both his firm shoulders and instantly we went back to frenching. The feeling of having his beautiful masculine body smothering me while making-out was incredible. I could even feel the hairs on his chest press up against the smooth skin on mine. Father Williams knew I was falling in love with him just by the way I began to rub my hands all over his naked back and then down to his ass. I rubbed one hand into his crack and the other all over his naked back. I was in love and there was no going back. The second out lips parted I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes and exclaimed, “ I love you.”

Father Williams looked down at me and replied, “I love you too, Robby.”

The next thing I knew he was rolling me over onto my stomach. Ever so gently he spread my legs. I knew it was time for me to receive him, so I spread them as far as I could. He popped back open the bottle of lotion and poured a generous amount all over his hand. He re-fingered me to make sure I was thoroughly loosened up before he stroked some lotion all over his cock. Once again the fragrance of baby lotion made the moment seem all that much more electrifying, but innocent at the same time. 

Once he was satisfied that we were both pretty well lubricated, he carefully mounted me by laying on top of my body. I had never been fucked this way before , but I couldn’t wait. Somehow the position seemed so nature and romantic for a homosexual couple like us to be in. 

Slowly he grabbed his cock and placed it onto my crack until I felt his cockhead touch my opening. Seconds later, it penetrated me. While it hurt a little at first, Father Williams waited until the pain went away and then slowly worked it in my body. Finally, we were fully adjoined and did it ever feel so good. He relaxed his body, gave me a kiss on my cheek and then interlocked our fingers.

Ever so slowly he began to pump me and I never thought in a million years that fucking like this could feel so good. I let out about three soft moans to let him know just I much I was loving every second of what we were doing. I was definitely a gay boy and loved every single second of it. Moreover, I could no longer control my feelings and moaned out, “ Oh God, this feels so good”.

Father Williams quickly replied , “ I know, --especially since it is with you sweetboy.” 

My passionate cries of satisfaction only encouraged him and within seconds he pumped me faster and faster. The feeling was phenomenal! I could have let him fuck forever. 

By now we were both moaning softly and I knew that shortly he was about to explode. I didn’t want him to cum right away. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of his wonderful cock so I kindly begged out, “Slow down a little cause you feel so good”.

Sure enough for the next five or so minutes he went real slow as both of us relished every second of the amazing experience we were sharing together. I just wished the whole world could have seen what we were doing and how much I was loving every moment of it. He was definitely giving me the best Christmas gift, or birthday present or New Year’s gift I had ever received. 

Then, once again he began to increase his stride. I knew he had to cum cause if it felt this good to me, I couldn’t imagine how good it felt to him. He kissed me on my cheek one more time and pumped me as fast as he could. After a few seconds he pulled on my underarm hairs using his forefingers and thumbs, gave me one final thrust and exploded in my hole. As his body jerked up and down, I loved the thought of knowing that he was injecting me with his fertile Roman Catholic sacrament as his warm cum exited his body and entered mine. As he desperately struggled to catch his breath and regain his sanity, I squeezed our interlocked fingers together to let him know just how much I loved him and what he had just done to me.

When his body finally clamed, he began to go soft but he left his flaccid cock in me cause he knew just how much I enjoyed it in my body. He rested on top of me for almost five minutes kissing my neck and cheek as I just laid there still firmly squeezing our interlocked fingers together.

Then he said, “God Robby, that felt so good--I love you so much”. 

I buoyantly replied, “ Oh, I know--especially since it was with you.”

I couldn’t help but think just how lucky I was that I met Father Williams. Not only was he a bright and an intelligent guy, but he was so damn good looking too. He really was my sweetheart and in less than 24 hours we had sucked & fucked and cum together so many times, I could hardly keep count.

Finally he whispered in my ear, “ Why don’t we take a quick shower together sweetboy and clean up--then let’s get something to eat, I’m starving”. 

Well that was just fine by me for I was starving too. 

We hit the shower and of course took turns soaping each other’s bodies. After we made-out several times, we rinsed off, got out of the shower and dried each other off.

Father Williams then clicked the TV set on and called room service. He ordered us eggs, hash-browns, pancakes and bacon with coffee & orange juice. 

When I reached to put my clothes on, he said, “You don’t need to get dressed sweetboy-- hop back in bed --I’ll just tell them to leave the food outside in the hallway and I will have them slide the bill under the door. 

Figuring that Father Williams knew what he was talking about, I did just as he requested and hopped back into bed with him. We kissed and made-out while we waited for our breakfast. His warm masculine body felt so damn good.

About 25 minutes later, sure enough there was a knock on the door. Father Williams told the steward through the door to just leave the food outside cause he didn’t want to be disturbed and to slip the bill under the door. Sure enough everything was going according to plan. The steward slipped the bill under the door and Father Williams signed it and slide it back to him. 

The steward then said, “ Thank you, Father Williams” and it appeared that he left. Evidentially the steward knew that he was a priest I guess from his guest registration card. We waited for a minute or so in order to make sure the guy was gone before Father Williams got of bed, put his rob on and opened the door. 

It was then that I got the first real scare of my young gay life. Just as Father Williams had stepped out into the hall and wheeled the cart through the door and into our room, suddenly the steward reappeared in a haste as he was huffing & puffing. He exclaimed, “ Wait, Father Williams, I’m sorry, but I also had a plate on there for room 3-N can I get it from you?,” as he walked halfway inside the door to grab it. 

Well there was no doubt that he saw me sitting up in bed against the headboard shirtless with only the covers concealing my lower body and Father Williams was dressed in nothing but a rob. I could tell just by the reaction on his face knowing that Father Williams was a priest and I was a young teenager in bed that he had connected the dots especially when he looked over and saw our clothes scattered all over the chairs & table. I was so humiliated and scared, I sat there thinking I just wanted to die.

Father Williams handed him the tray with the other room’s food on it as if it were no big deal. The steward said, “Thank you”, turned and walked out. When the door finally closed what seemed like a billion years later, Father Williams looked over at me. He could clearly see that I had terrified look on my face. So he rushed over and sat on the bed next to me. He tried to reassure me that everything was OK when he said, “ Don’t worry Robby, nothing going to happen--he’s not going to tell anyone”. 

I was so upset that I snapped back, “ How do you know that?”

Father Williams then tried to calm me as he put his arms around me, hugged me and said, “ Robby I’m sure that guy has seen this before--it’s not a big deal to him---he knows guys like us often go to motels--we weren’t doing anything wrong---he not going to do anything--trust me.”

By now my body began to shake and I didn’t respond. Father Williams held me tighter and planted soft kisses on the top of my head and all over my naked shoulder blade trying and calm me. Even though I was starving just about 60 seconds before, I had lost my appetite completely. 

He held me for what seemed like hours and then finally said, “Come on Robby ---why don’t we eat ---you’ll feel much better.”

Still in a daze I didn’t say anything, but I put my arms round him and held him as tight as I could as if I wanted him to protect me. Then a rational thought finally came to mind. I mean the steward didn’t know my name or who I was-- so even he did mention it to someone that didn’t mean I had gotten caught having homosexual relations with another man. 

After aout 10 minutes, finally my appetite started coming back and I said , “ OK, why don’t we eat.”

A big smile came over Father Williams face. He kissed me my lips and said enthusiastically, “Hey Great--, Come on--I’m starving--We’ll have breakfast in bed together”. 

I laid back against the headboard and father Williams served me my platter. I must admit the food looked wonderful and I slowly began to eat when he hopped in bed and then pulled his tray up to him. While we ate, he flicked the TV to a golf tournament taking place in Florida. Father Williams explained the game to me and what each players strategy was. I tried my very best to forget what happened by asking questions about several of the players on the leader board. 

After we ate, I must admit the food made me feel better. Father Williams suggested that since we both had parties to attend that evening, and we were both still tired from the night before, that we take a nap for a few hours. It was only going on 11:00 AM and I didn’t have to be home until 6:00 PM. So I gladly agreed cause I was really tired--especially since I had just eaten.

Father Williams closed the drapes and turned off the lights. Even though it was midday, the room was dark. He hopped into bed and I rolled on my side resting my head up on his right shoulder as he wrapped his arm around me and cuddled me. We talked for a few minutes as I combed my fingers through his chest hairs. Every so often I would lean my head over and kiss his left nipple which looked so damn inviting.

Before I knew it my eyes were getting very heavy and so were his. We said less and less to one another cause we were both getting so sleepily by now. I rolled over on my other side, curled up while Father Williams cuddled up next to me placing his arm just above my waist. The next thing I knew, I began drifting off to sleep. 

Little did I know I was about to get the second surprise of my young gay life that night.