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From the Storyteller, The priest in need, part two
by Crestnow
Over the years I have heard many stories, I am pleased to share this one.
I am Brad, a 26 year old out gay man with a lot of money. I do not believe in religion and I think every man should have an active sex life. I met a priest, Nick, at a wedding and came on to him. He admitted he was “not good at celibacy” and ended up coming to my home for some good weed and even better sex. We went to a gay bar and he danced with a friend of mine Gary.
I admitted to myself and told Nick that he really turned me on, and I wanted him. I didn’t really give a fuck that he was a priest, which I told him I thought was a totally worthless thing to be. I wanted my cock in his mouth and up his ass, and his cock up my ass. And I liked the reality that I was both bringing him pleasure and probably “corrupting” him. He was so beautifully gay and so incredibly horny.
He started coming to my house once, then twice a week. Some wine, some scotch, some pot, and then good sex. Damn that man could fuck, slow at first then faster and harder. When he came he fell back on the bed truly exhausted, but finally with a need fulfilled.
I bought him some new clothes, sexy underwear, tight pants, some black boots with 2 inch heels, and some shirts. I’m into men’s makeup and when he came over I would do his eyes and put on a little lipstick. He loved it and looked so truly fuckin hot. We had an awesome three way with my friend Gary. We all got half wasted and sucked and fucked for hours. He humped Gary and sucked me at the same time. He had never done that before.
He told me had some vacation time coming and I made plans to take him to Las Vegas for a week. But I wanted him to look and feel like a truly gay man, an out gay man. The day we got to Vegas I took him to a barber and bleached his hair blond, one of the fantasies he had shared with me. Gold ear rings, a gold choker, and some more boots – he loved all of it.
Nick had never been to a leather bar so I got him some leather and we went. He was nervous at first but soon became very comfortable, even with a few guys eying both of us. We drank scotch and just watched for awhile, then two guys invited us to come and inspect the “party room.” It was at the back of the bar, and cost $20 to go in, but they were members and could bring in guests. They offered us a couple of pills which we decided to take.
It was an orgy of raw leather sex. There were about eight guys when we walked in, in slings, over saw horses, and in fancy fuck chairs. It was more than I had ever seen. Nick was obviously turned on by the whole thing. My blond boyfriend was soon taken by one of our hosts into a deep kiss, with leather gloved hands moving over his body and feeling his growing dick. The other host was a bit slower with me, but eventually I was fully occupied with sucking his nipple rings and then his cock. The pills had made me both relaxed and horny, and I wanted to enjoy this. I glanced over to Nick only to see him laid out on a sling with his feet in the stirrups and three dudes, one of them a large black man, all in full leathers, taking turns fucking him, and having him suck them. The good father looked very happy.
We got back to the hotel about 5 AM, both totally exhausted. We slept until after noon. After some room service breakfast we talked. He said he knew he could not go back to being a priest. He said I was right, he didn’t just want sex, he needed sex. And he really wanted and needed more leather sex. He got up, took out his phone, and called the bishop’s office and told some priest there that he was not coming back to his parish, and wanted an “indefinite leave of absence.” It obviously didn’t come as a surprise at the other end, and the priest said he could have his leave. He told me he didn’t have any money and asked if he could stay with me until he figured out what he wanted to do. Of course I said yes.
Two days later we left Vegas, and came home. I had very mixed feelings. I had gotten him out of the priesthood, but I was not sure I had gotten him to be truly with me. He had decisions to make and so did I.
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