Preacher Jason

Jason Jones is an Evangelical preacher. To look at him one would never guess his occupation. He is 31 years old, macho, and works out at a gym 4 days a week. He is handsome and has a six feet tall toned body. He and I are friends since childhood, and he knows that I am gay, but never brings the subject up. He asked me to write this on his behalf, since he was too embarrassed to do it himself.

As a teenager he felt the call to preach, and studied in some kind of seminary. He has a growing congregation, because he is out-going, makes friends easily, and is a great orator.  Strangely, every Sunday he rants to his congregation about the evils of being gay. He has convinced his adherents to hire a psychologist to cure gays. Two or three participants have declared that they are no long “afflicted” with this curse.

In our city there is a large, wooded park where homosexuals are known to gather for sex.  Jason had the bright? idea to take his bible to the park one starry night. He stood on a tree stump and read passages condemning homosexuality. But there was a minor discrepancy. Instead of wearing clothes befitting a minister of the gospel, Jason put on a tank top, and a very tight-fitting Bermuda shorts, that revealed the outline of a sizable prick.

Needless to say, he attracted a curious group to watch him. Several, while admiring his body, spat on the ground to show their contempt. But one courageous troll, as arrogant young faggots like to call them, went up to Jason and groped him. Jason’s prick began to grow, but he continued reading his bible as if nothing was happening.

Then his aggressor pulled down Jason’s shorts and out popped a beautiful prick, which he quickly swallowed. Jason, ignoring the action, continued reading his bible. Suddenly, whamo! Jason dropped his bible and grabbed his cocksucker’s head, forcing him to swallow Jason’s cock to the roots. Once again Jason felt the call, but this time to indulge in heavy sex. A small group gathered to watch the spectacle and applauded. When Jason shot his load, he grabbed his bible and fled the park.

Allow me to digress to explain Jason’s anti-gay syndrome. Don’t go away. There are several juicy sex scenes coming. I am not a psychologist, thus I don’t know if there is a technical term for Jason’s situation. But from my personal experience, I have gained insights into this aberration. This sub-group has tremendous difficulties in accepting their gayness. Their closets are huge. In this case, Jan required an entire church. There even exists a sub-group of teenage “toughs” who let gays blow them, then beat up the guy. They sometimes run in small packs. Why do they have such hatred toward gays? They are trying to expurgate their own gay stirrings, hoping to eliminate them in this way. But the effect is the opposite. Their gay sex desires only increase.

Continuing the narrative: Jason’s routine continued--Bible-thumping against gays in Sunday sermons and rendezvous in the park at least once a week. His church was only six blocks from the park. Naturally outgoing, Jason made “friends” with some of the park regulars, even revealing his name. He sometimes wandered around to watch the action, sometimes getting a blow job, but never took an active role, like sucking.

  A couple frequented the park together who hated Jason for his blatant hypocrisy. Let’s call them Brawny and Slim. They learned his name and hatched a plot. One night Brawny groped Jason, who obliged by taking out his prick. Brawny then unveiled his own hardening cock, forcing Jason to his knees and pushing his tool into Jason’s mouth. Needless to say, Jason got the chock of his life. He gagged, tears streamed from his eyes, and he tried to get Brawny’s cock out of his mouth. 

Then Slim, the other half of this mysterious couple, snapped a photo of Jason with his mouth stuffed with cock. Jason managed to disengage Brawny’s dick from his mouth, then turned to look at Slim with a terrified expression, thus presenting a full-front photo of his face. Brawny’a cock was dangling nearby Jason’s mouth, clearly visible in the photo. Immediately Slim started running down a path out of the park, before Jason could get up from his knees. Jason chased after him, but Slim was a faster runner. When Jason emerged from the park, Slim was nowhere to be seen. He had jumped into his car and hid his face behind a newspaper. Little did Jason know that this was the beginning of the end of this period of his life style.

Jason began walking briskly, almost running, back to his church, with Slim discreetly following in his car. Soon Jason got to the church and entered. Slim noted the name of the church—“Good Shepherd Evangelical Church.”

The next day Slim researched the internet and found the name of the church. The site listed Jason Jones as pastor. Researching further, he found the name of the lead deacon, Charles Woods. Slim knew better than to send an email, as Jason would see it. Instead he opted to send snail mail to deacon Woods.

Slim enclosed the incriminating photos in an envelope, in a folded sheet of paper. Writing “personal and confidential” on the outside of the envelope, Slim knew that Jason was too good a Christian boy to open the envelope. When the envelope arrived at the church, Woods opened it and was shocked by the photos. He ran into Jason’s quarters, and showed him the photos. Woods then commanded Jason, “You are dismissed from this church effective immediately. Pack up your stuff and get out of here as soon as possible.”

A symphony of emotions played across Jason’s face. They were a mixture of fear, embarrassment, and guilt. Jason was outed and turned out of the church simultaneously. He didn’t know what to do. He was without a job, and no place to live.  Fortunately he had saved a small nest egg, and with part of this he rented a dingy furnished studio apartment in a seedy part of town. He was barred from preaching and had no work experience. He could take a menial, low-paying job as a janitor, or night watchman, but these were not suited to his personality. He had the bright idea to take the civil service exam for the post office. On the exam Jason made a good mark and was called to start at the post office within a week. He was hired as a mail sorter. He wouldn’t be making a fortune, but would earn enough to survive until he could decide what to do with his future. While he admired his fellow male mail handlers, he decided to not suck where he sorted.

Strangely, Jason was happy. His dismissal had changed his life. He felt unburdened from his torture. He became a more frequent visitor to the park. He had to admit that having Brawny’s dick in his mouth was a pleasant experience. At the park, he began to suck cock, taking on all comers. He tried hard to learn how to suck well, and got a reputation as a superb cocksucker.

Jason became known as the park whore, and even earned the nickname of Fanny Hill. He started taking up the ass, and at one point got fucked and sucked a dick at the same time. Question: Was Slim sent as an angel to relieve Jason of his trials and tribulations?

[Thanks for reading. Do I deserve a good rating? – MM]