All depicted activities and individuals are fully consenting adults, at least 18 years old at all times.
I ran to my truck, got in and slammed the door; I cupped my face, panting. Did I know what the fuck I was doing? Does an 18-year-old boy ever know what the fuck he is doing? Thinking I was with my other head? Fuck, my cock is nearly rock hard, and I have never been dripping cum like this with any of the boys before. Was it the Taboo event and excitement of the forbidden? Or did I, for the first time, have love-at-first-sight feelings…? Oh Fuck!
It was all I could do to drive home to my apartment. The feel of his cool, large hands on my ejaculating, squirting penis and the passion he exploded with his magnificent tongue, almost sucking my entire mouth into his, has my heart still pounding, taking my breath away. I felt so sorry for him, holding in all this passion and need for pleasure, touch and love. What kind of God asks his faithful preachers to go through a life of hell?
I had a little giggle as I now realized I was about to put Father Damian out of his many years of misery. Fuck, I hope he doesn't chicken out, but he promised to meet, so I had faith…and I prayed to God to guide and give me strength; strength not just to Fuck and get fucked by him, but to make love and teach him how to make love to an 18-year-old boy.
As I neared my apartment parking garage, in my mind I was compiling my food, supplies, and toy list, thinking about what I already had hidden at the cabin for sex shit. But I did not want to freak him out as he might have no idea what is even made for male sexual pleasure; I'd best stick with just our bodies…for now, anyway. I will grab a few of the huge dildos and butt plugs from Top Toys, Bad Dragons, and Mr. Hankeys, along with some collars, cuffs, and Strap-Ons, sounds, impact shit, and, of course, Chastity Cock Cages.
I had a little squirt imagining all the 18+ altar boys’ nude under our Cossacks; all cock caged, butt plugged during mass…Fuck me! Talk about a horny turn-on! I was home, pressed my entry fob, and drove down to my parking spot on P3. I ran to the elevator, pressed the button, and lo and behold, who got off but Charlie and Danny from the 30th floor. They were holding hands and smiling with googly eyes like high school lovers…I thought WTF! Danny is 3X his age.
Everybody knew that Danny was Gay; from chats, it was he who got me and the 18+ altar boys our first massive dildos and BDSM shit; he is a supplier and distributor of endless sex shit. I got Friends and Family Discount; very masculine and hot, and in fantastic physique with queer tats and piercing, a total god bod though.
Charlie, we all knew, was an only child like me; his super hot Mom, Ashley, and her Dyke Love Bailey, were often a foursome thought of all of us Twinks and young men jerking off with super hot fantasies, BDSM and toys pounding our holes included.
I was never sure which way Charlie swung. He, Danny, and I often hung out at the gym, pool and sauna. We just chatted cool shit and never came on to each other, even though I thought about sex with both of them. Danny knew I was gay, but since turning 18, I had never made a pass at one another. Now seeing the two of them together, something had changed. Charlie looked like he had just been fucked, fisted, and dildo plowed for several days with that post-continuous cum days pregnant like glow!
Charlie greeted, “Hey, Michael, long time no see, what's going down, dude?” Danny giggled and chuckled.
I replied, “Well, to be honest, I am in a huge hurry; I have a super hot taboo hookup with a Greek God of 20 or so with a cock bigger than mine, I think!”
Charlie said, “I always wondered if you liked Boys; well, truth be told, Danny here is training me for my 18th birthday this weekend. I can not even describe the blasting massive hot creamy white cum he has got out of me!”
Laughing and dripping in my pants, I blurted out, “That is so fucking cool! Well, Danny set my Catholic Boys and me up with our first massive Toys and BDSM shit, so if you guys ever want to party with the queer Catholics, you’ve got my number!”
Danny replied, “That sounds like a hot plan, sometime; you best be going, the elevator is blaring to close, buddy. Have fun!” I waved, and we all shouted, "See you."
Holy Fuck! Now that really excites me. Danny, we all knew, had a huge cock with a bulge almost as big as Damian's. This chance greeting and revelation had me dripping even more. I always had a strange attraction to Danny, with his super-hot blonde looks like mine, and I actually liked working out and talking to Charlie as well. Weird how we had similar features and bodies. I had to giggle; if I had not known better, we could all be brothers, and Danny, so close in looks to both of us, could pass as our father.
Speaking of Father, my thoughts drifted back to Damian and his gorgeousness. I arrived on the 27th and sprinted down to my apartment; I grabbed my large soft cooler bag and stuffed it with lots of food for a few days. There were also drinks and non-perishable items well-stocked in the cabin.
Next, with my hockey bag in tow, I ran around, I quickly grabbed some jocks, thongs, socks, jeans, and shirts, along with some dry x-lube powder, fuck water and some random huge dildos. Douche hoses and BDSM shit that Danny got for me. I thought, Fuck man, I am so lucky and young enough to have so many hot future boys-on-boys adventures of a lifetime to experience. That made my cock swell even more. If I thought my days of orgies with David, James and Matt were hot, fuck man, my ultimate fantasy would be continuous fucking, fisting, dildos and BDSM galore with dozens of 18+ twink boys and young men, Catholic and not; now that is an orgy!
I was done in 20 minutes, got it all together, quickly showered and douched again, dressed, grabbed all the sex and supplies, locked my apartment, and ran quickly to my truck, and out of the garage I went.
As I walked past Danny’s black Cadillac SUV, all I barely saw was him reclined back and Charlie’s lovely blond head bouncing up and down with Danny’s hands fucking his pretty face. Fuck me! It looked like Danny had a huge fucking cock too. I was so anxious for years and decades and centuries of hot gay boy on boy wild rapturous sex and cum; I so want massive orgies with Twinks, older dudes and taboo connections; I want all the cock in the world!! Why can’t the planet be all naked and one continuous orgy! There would be so much less war, conflict, and suffering!
As I drove to the cabin on Lake Simcoe, in Cooks Bay, Ballydown Beach, I snickered, as we often called it, Belly-down, a preferred bottoming position. My thoughts turned to Father Damian. I did not want to freak him out, so for sure I would not reveal the massive toys until after we had a nice, long night of cock sucking, ass eating and making love, and sharing cum, twirling our mouths and tongues and down our young Twink throats. Yes, I will make love to the virgin priest. I know he will absolutely scream when I reveal my sultry rotating ass, milking his big cock for every drop of seed and man juice possible with my powerful anal muscles and rectal velvet tunnels. Then wait to I devour his anal pucker with my mouth and tongue and painfully bust his cherry, only to have him beg for harder and faster within the hour once he loosens. I really do want to be passionate and carefully sexy with him. I will give him the cum of a lifetime!
Wow, how time flies on a nice winter day's drive. Awesome warmer weather this weekend. Before I knew it, I was at the cabin. Dear Lord, the fun I have had here this year and last since turning 18. God, I love it almost more in winter with the frozen lake and little mountains at the edge of the beach where the waves froze…absolute godly beauty.
I quickly ran in, unpacked the kitchen supplies and placed all the toys in some low-profile bins under my loft king bed. Mom and Dad normally took the smaller main-floor back bedroom with a door so they could fuck. But when I was here with all my Twinks, young men and 18+ Alter Bro’s, this king loft bed was like something out of a hot GayDemon Twink porn. Fuck, I loved this place with the pine, stone and steel black so gothic, rustic and sexy. Just before sliding the bin away, I grabbed the fuck-water and a few anal douche hoses; it occurred to me that he likely may not have the resources to get ready for boy-on-boy love. Douche hose in the shower and fuck-water bottles about the cabin. I turned on the sound system on medium-low and streamed some sexy, erotic blues and jazz lounge music, an extended 12-hour play.
Just when I got the fire roaring in the fieldstone fireplace across from the black leather sectionals next to the stairs to the King Bed loft, I saw a grey Toyota SUV pull up. Damian was here! I gawked as he walked down the lane past my yellow truck with his duffel bag. He had on a hot white cardigan sweater and those tight black leather-like Jeggings! Fuck they were so tight!! I could see the outline of his entire huge throbbing pulsing member from dozens of meters away.
I opened the Black Steel Painted French glass doors just as he came up the few stairs; he gasped out, “My God! What a beauty I see here!”
I chuckled and said, “Yes, I love the frozen lake, nature and seclusion up here.”
Smiling, he answered, “I was talking about you, Michael, but yes, the cabin, the property and the frozen secluded lake are heavenly magnificent. Another of God's wondrous creations.”
Once he was in, I closed the door. I noted there was no collar. As I said, “May I take your bag for you, Damian?”
“Call me Dami when we are not at…well, you know. Taking my bag, yes, that would be lovely to start.” He giggled, and I clued into the suggestion that another bag was also definitely waiting to be taken. It was a good ice breaker. I ran his items up to the loft. By the time I returned, he had his shoes, leather coat and sweater removed, revealing an incredibly perfect chest and hard nipples beneath an awesome white muscle shirt. He smelled of the Native au natural brand Cookies and Cream cologne and deodorant… my favourite, soft and mild, and edible. No collar, so I will be sure not to call him Father Damian, just Dami as requested.
“Would you like a drink, Dami?” I suggested.
“Sure, what do you have?” He grinned. I could see he was dying to slurp and drink my cock and boy-cum.
“Well, Mom and Dad being very comfortable, only the best 18-year-old Glenfiddich Single Malt Scotch Whiskey?”
“Holy Mary Mother of God! Is that not like $400 a bottle? Give me a double!” We both giggled; I poured us two drinks with ice. The fire was roaring well now, and the sun was starting to go lower in the mid-afternoon to the west on the far side of the frozen lake. It is gorgeous, sexy, and spiritual; I dimmed some of the lights. The music was perfect in sound and volume. This is so romantic and fucking hot!
We both sat on the leather sectional diagonally across from each other. Our knees are touching; each of us, with our tight white shirts, could see our perky nipples. We swallowed some of the scotch, looking and smiling; I began with some small talk.
“Dami, I want you to enjoy this and be very relaxed; I know you hinted at having never been with anyone in the carnal realm before. How old are you again?” I inquired.
“I am 21, Michael, and I know Father Samuel said you turned 18 last summer. As for never being with anyone, it is just that in high school I dated a few girls; kissing them didn't seem to do anything for me…It felt wrong. I mean, they all wanted my large penis, but never managed to pass an inch. I am sure you have noticed it; I have trouble concealing it, but I just never got aroused by girls, so I focused on my faith, and well, here I am.
Michael, you are the first person ever to give me an instant erection with lubrication I have never had. You are the most beautiful young man I have ever seen. (He giggled) I am very nervous and trusting you to take the lead… please… um…I showered at the rectory but…tried to clean…so.”
“No worries, Dami, I have all the safe items here that the boys use to clean our holes deeply. We will get to it in good time. Now give me your empty glass, sit back and relax.” I insisted.
Placing our empty glasses on the side of the pine table, I returned to Dami's side. I stroked his lovely, long, dark hair and caressed his face with my fingers with my one hand, while my other hand went up his leg to his crotch. My God! He is already so hard and big. The fire, music and outside, all perfect!
The heat and wetness radiating from his massive dick are enough to heat the entire cabin and melt the ice lake outside. I rubbed his cock hard, thinking it was going to rip right through. He reached for mine as our faces went close; we peered deep into each other's eyes. Our lips opened, and our tongues met in an electrical salvation share that I have never had before with any Twink boy.
He moaned and went completely wild with his return. His tongue almost raped my mouth and throat as he tasted and explored every tooth and oral crevice. He was a young man on fire with passion. This poor, gorgeous young man has held in the need for love and touch so long.
I broke our aggressive west slobbering gob smacking kiss after five minutes when our tented crotches looked more like we had pissed ourselves. We each had so much pre-cum running, I doubted we would even need the fuck water, especially with my powerful hole. I nibbled and pulled his ears and bit his neck repeatedly as he sighed and whimpered before lifting off my shirt; then I pulled Dami’s shirt off. He went into a total feral lust mode, leaping at my nipples. He sucked and licked and chewed ever so perfectly each one as he rubbed and fondled the other. His other hand was rubbing and fumbling to undo my belt and jeans. I pushed him hard into the black leather sofa cushions. Our hands and mouths went wild all over our bare chests and ripped abs. We sucked and bit our faces, ears, necks, and squeezed and pinched everything hard. This was the horniest arousal I had ever had with anyone!
Now it was my turn to attack his chiselled, defined chest with such sexy, luscious lines of hair down to his treasure with a beast that was aching to be deep in my throat and boy hole. I sucked and pinched his nipples as he gasped, moaned, and groaned so loudly with emotional sexual release to finally be in a fully free, safe, private, loving home.
I had his belt and pants button undone. As I reached in to feel his titanium erect penis, he had managed to release my jeans button and buckle as well. My cock was so hard, but as I slid my hand down over his tight white CK undies, I realized that this was going to be the best fucking biggest cock I had ever had. He was damn near several finger widths longer and a few thicker than mine. I could feel my nuts swell and my vesicle and prostate start to cook a load I had never achieved.
I could not wait any longer. I stood up, dropped my pants and underwear, and tore off my socks. My 9.5” cock was like iron with its nice cut red glans, flinging precum all over his tight ripped six-pack. I grabbed them violently and tore off his undies, pants and socks in one fell swoop, revealing an incredible penis well over 10.5” long with a nice big cut glans like mine. My blondish-brown bush was trimmed, but Dami had a magnificent, thick, full mound of dark pubic hair that I knew I was going to eat and pull every strand over this long weekend, chewing on his perfect, large balls and cock, introducing him to pleasure and biting pain until it blurred to one’s climax and orgasm.
“Michael, your young male form is so exquisite and a creation of perfection. Please let me taste your magnificent penis and semen.” He pleaded gaspingly, so excited, his eyes as big as apples.
I stood up onto the leather sectional and, totally naked, squatted down and presented my soaking, dripping huge penis to his open, gaping lips, tongue, and throat. Holy shit! For someone who has never sucked cock before, he was incredible, licking the dripping hot cum off my crown and slurping hard on the glans with just a nice bit of bite and scrape to heighten my senses. His lovely soft hands pumping my cock base and squeezing and stretching my swollen roasting nuts was heaven on earth.
I glanced down at Dami’s near 11” red and purple oozing cut cock. I was going to love this and give him a breeding Altar boy cum like he never imagined. When I was getting close, feeling my nuts and prostate vesicle cooking that load of a lifetime, Dami slurped madly and passionately with his magnificent tongue and mouth, damn near choking with tears and snot on my huge thick cock, almost 8” deep down his gullet. I began my slow, sexy, gyrating descent to eat his cock with my anxious, starving hole and volcanic anal tunnel.
“Oh My God, Michael! You are so beautiful!! Your huge penis and semen taste like the nectar of God, I swear,” he said. With one hand, I grabbed his massive, boiling, spewing penis, and the other wrapped around his back and neck. Slowly, I lowered my gaping hole to his huge, soaking glans as he almost chased my cock tip with his slurping, salivating tongue like candy being stolen from a child. In one fell swoop, I plunged, taking his massive cock balls deep as Dami’s eyes went wide with disbelief at the wet velvet flesh sensation now enveloping and swallowing his 11” raging dick. I gasped as his size filled me, not too far off from the huge silicone dildos that the 18+ altar boys and I had been having riding parties with. Dami, with his lovely face and mouth open in disbelief, spoke.
“Oh, Michael, heavenly father, what a creation this is. Your altar boy hole feels so godlike and magnificent. I feel so close to the Lord. This is the spiritual bonds I have been longing for…Oh, My God! Thank you, Michael!” He gasped and sighed more with eyes like fireworks.
I responded panting and moaning at being so filled up, feeling his spewing titanium penis, “Oh Dami. Wait until you feel my penis in your hole and I bring you to your first prostate hands-free by breeding orgasm and ejaculation!” The dark blues, country music, and the roaring fire were perfect. Beads of sexual pheromones were dripping from our bodies and faces; the dimmed lights made this the sexiest romantic fucking breeding sex of my life this past year, since I am a budding 18-year-old horny twink.
With my ginormous rock-hard dick slapping on these holy virgin abs and chest, I wrapped both my hands around his neck and devoured his super hot, gorgeous face with savage passion like a feral, untamed beast. As our mouths and tongues sucked and danced and shared such salivating, dripping oral passion, I giggle, clanking down as my penis tip struck his upper chest where we wore his cross bearing the crucified Jesus like all good Catholics. Funny because he made us, so he made boy sex. He made boys, so this is God's boy sex at its finest!
As we slobbered our faces and my semen spewing cock flung all about his belly, chest and the Jesus cross, I sped up my cowboy riding and clenched my powerful anal rectal sphincters, pounding and milking his huge, nearly 11” cock for years of pent-up semen eruption from his big purple glans all the way bouncing back down to his lovely dark pubic hair and sculped bone.
Dami broke our plastered faces with lines of thick, loving gob between us with spiderman-like webs. He spoke.
“Michael, my love! Oh, never imagined having my penis in a man’s hole would feel so off-the-charts pleasurable. Your hole is a magnificent creation from God.”
I replied panting, sweating, gasping, as the music dug into our hearts and souls, the dimmed lights and fire flickered, a blaze, “Hold on, Dami, here comes heaven. Breed my hole deep as you can and give me all those years of saved man seed; give it to me all Dami, let it out, my love release and see the power and love of our God!”
Now I used every muscle and fibre of my entire athletic Twink body and went as hard and fast as I could, milking and riding the sensational cock that was almost as good as the huge dildos and boy fists plowing deep up through my wet red and pink curves and rosy dripping rectal valves and doorways. The sensation on my prostate and vesicle is building so intensely, as I have rarely had with David, Matt & James. I rode him faster and harder than I thought possible, bashing our faces wildly like some auto plant stamping press. I was getting close, and it was feeling like a record explosion cumming.
Dami cried out like I never dreamed a priest could, almost shattering the windows. If we had been in the mountains, an avalanche surely would have ensued.
“Oh, Heavenly Father! Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us! Michael, it’s cumming I am going to ejaculate, Oh God! Yes! Yes OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS DDDDDDDDEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAARRRRRRR LLLLLOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRDDDDDDDDDDD OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!”
Holy dear Lord! I could feel searing lava-like squirts deep up my left side with a volume and power that none of the Altar Twink had ever done with me…yet anyway. That was it! My bouncing, boiling nuts, prostate and vesicle were about to blow the same.
I screamed, “Open your mouth, Dami, you are about to see and taste a boy's seed blow the biggest ever. (Panting and gasping with eyes as big as truck tires, he opened bigger than any communion host offering ) OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDD DDDDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMIIIIIIIII YYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS GGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!:
My ejaculation was like a blasting, unlidded blender that Dami never imagined a boy or man could do. Neither did I, to be honest. I drenched and cream-pied bukakied his mouth, lips, hair and face as he swallowed as much of my boy-cum as he could, moaning with the flavour and texture like a Shamrock Shake at McD’s, he continued shovelling it in. Our faces were joined, and we shared in my hot, creamy load all over our faces, mouths, lips and hair. The leather sofa covered in cum and sweat more than the Altar Twinks ever did!
After 30 minutes of sucking cum face, I said, “Ready to eat your cooked massive load from my Bred Boy Hole!”
“OH, yes! Please, Michael, squirt my blessed seed all back to my body to complete this topping. I am so anxious now to bottom and have you breed me as well. I know it will hurt, but getting to heaven is a hard, painful walk sometimes, now, turn around and empty your boy cavern into my throat and stomach, I pray!” He panted, sweating out again. I stood up, turned around, grabbed Dani’s powerful ankles, lifted his legs and brought my ass to his mouth that was open like a salivating rottie. I pushed and bore down and exploded all my hot, cooked man cum all over his mouth, face and felt him complete the seal around my hole with his face deep buried between my athletic glutes. Holy shit! He tongued and swallowed and sucked for almost an hour. I thought I would pass out. Every time I tried to pull off, he forced my ass hard and violently back to his face.
Finally, he broke and said, “Please, Michael, show me how and where to clean and then please top me and do it all again in reverse, perhaps some water first though.”
I stood up, grabbed his hand, and said, “Cum with me to the master bath upstairs so I can clean my bottoming Dami’s hole.”
He giggled, and we ran up the stairs. I handed him a bottle of water in the master's huge shower.
I pushed him into the shower and said, “Bend over and let me see your pretty hole, Dami.”
He spoke nervously and anxiously now, “Michael, I am sure you do this relaxed with the Altar boys, but it is a bit gross and embarrassing to do this and blast out my feces in front of you like this, and then there is the smell.”
I stared deeply and said seriously, “Who made our bodies, Dami?”
“Well, the Holy Father Jesus Christ and his Father, The Lord Almighty!” He answered adamantly.
“And who made our bodies and the food we eat for nourishment and sustenance and all we consume on the planet?” I asked.
“Well again, Michael, you know again, Our Lord and Saviour.” He answered, a bit pissed off.
“Then who made our pooh, shit, feces, smells and anything that comes out of us?” I asked, rolling my eyes.
“Well Again….the…Holy….Oh Boy! Oh! Cum blast out my nice holy shit that the Heavenly Lord and God hath made!” We both giggled, and so I began with laughter and pleasure moans, letting him know he never imagined scat cleaning could be so spiritual. Soon, he had no idea where I was going to take him with our Godly bodies.
