Church Boy

Samuel was bend over the altar, moaning and crying out, as the stud behind was ploughing up his ass. Cole was going hard at his boy pussy, piston slamming his long, fat cock in and out of him, their skin slapping against each other, hand in Samuel’s hair, pushing his body down into the altar below him.

***

Samuel was sitting in one of the front pews of his father’s church. He had zoned out long ago, as he dad kept preaching for the congregation. He didn’t believe in any of the bull shit, that the old hypocrite was standing up there and saying.

Instead, he was recalling Cole fucking his ass the day before.

Cole was a porn model and underwear model for sites like International Jock. He was 6’3” and about 190 pounds of pure muscles. Ruggedly handsome, with dark undercut hair, a close-cropped beard, and piercing blue eyes. His arms were tattooed in full sleeve geometric patterns; another ran down along his spine until just above his ass crack, made of black coloured in circles; on his right chest he had another geometric tattoo of a wolf with antlers. From his armpits, a fine black line was tattooed down the sides of his body.

They had met at the local gym and pool. Samuel had recognised him from one of his favourite pornos; Cole had noticed his interest and sensed an opening. He hung around the gym, until Sam headed for the showers, where he had joined him and showed of his massive, muscled body and big, flaccid cock.

Samuel ended up in the back of Cole’s Dodge Durango, sucking his nine-inch cock, before getting fucked.

It was not the first time, that Sam had had a cock up his ass; he had fooled around with guys from his high school’s baseball team, but Cole’s was the biggest he had had.

Since then, they had hooked up regularly. Cole both did straight and gay porn and fucked with whatever would spread for his cock on the side. Samuel was bisexual; he still banged girls and he had had threesomes with Cole, who had introduced him to some of his female co-porn stars. He liked fucking and getting his ass fucked as much as a tight, wet pussy; pretty much like any other teenager, he was driven by his hormones and dick.

His dick was rock hard now, as he remembered Cole ploughing his tight, 18-year-old ass. He had been on his back on Cole’s bed, legs spread out, moaning and screaming out, as he was getting drilled long and hard, before the muscle hunk had bred his ass.

The sermon ended, and Samuel bailed before his parents tried to get him to stay for any of the bull shit socials that took place afterwards. He would not be able to meet Cole today; usually they hooked up when Cole wanted to, but Samuel could still go home and jerk of a couple of times.

He got in his car, a black Camaro, which had been a present from his parents, when he turned 18; he and Cole had consecrated it on the first evening – in the passenger seat and back seat, on the hood, with Samuel bent over the driver’s seat.

Besides being a pastor, his dad was on the city council and owned a load of land in the county and people respected him so fuckin’ much. But if they knew about the kickbacks he was receiving, all the bribes and the cheating, all the faithful idiots at the church and the ‘pillars of the community’ would all die from a massive group heart attack.

When he got home, he went straight to his room and started to jerk of, wanking his seven-inch cock long and hard. He managed get two loads out, before his parents returned.

Rather than staying home, he left the house and headed for the gym.

***

It was a Sunday evening. Samuel’s parents had gone out of town to visit some friends and they would not be home until the next day’s evening.

Sam was licking his lips clean from Cole’s cum, after having sucked his big, fat cock. The hunk was sitting leaned back in a deep, black leather arm chair, ass scooted out, knees spread wide. The rubbery, flaccid cock was lying across Cole’s crotch, last bit of cum leaking out. His pubes was closely trimmed, and he had a treasure trial starting from just below his chest, down to his crotch of black, soft hair. His muscled legs were covered by a fine layer of hair as well. Below his cock, a pair of shaved hen egg sized balls rested on the chair.

“Fuck your mouth is good,” Cole said with an approving growl. He ran a hand into Sam’s medium length, cobber blonde, straight hair. A bit of sweat had formed on his tanned skin.

“Glad you like it,” Sam replied with a grin. He bent down and kissed the big cock, still with Cole’s hand in his hair; he guided the 18-year-old’s mouth up and down the shaft, making Sam lick the cock, running his tongue down the warm skin.

Blood started to rush back into Cole’s cock, as Sam started to lick up and down the length of it.

Sam’s phone started to buzz on the floor. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see, that it was his dad. He groaned and ignored it, but the old fuck didn’t give up and after it went to the answerer, it started buzzing again. “For fuck sake …” he exclaimed. “Gotta take it …” he said and looked at Cole.

“Yeah, what?” he answered.

“Finally! Listen, I think I forgot to lock up at the church, before we left. I need you to go there and check if it is locked – if it isn’t there is a reserve key in my office,” his father said in his most commanding voice.

“Dad … is there not someone else that could do it? I am a bit busy,” he answered annoyed, while Cole ran a hand through his hair, down his neck and started to twist and tweak his nipples. He slid the tip of his cock along Sam’s lips and the teen slid out his tongue, running it around the head.

“Why? What are you doing?” Samuel could have given the old idiot a heart attack right then and here, but he opted to just groan and give in.

“Fine! I’ll go!” He hung up and threw his phone. “Gotta go check if the old fuck forgot to lock up the church.” Sam got up and pulled his shirt back on and found his shoes.

Behind him, Cole stood, pulled up his briefs and buttoned up his jeans. “Mind if I join you?” he asked.

Sam looked at him and shrugged his shoulders. Maybe they could fuck in the car.

They took Cole’s Durango; it had started pissing down and it was starting to build up to a storm. Pulling up in front of the church, a pretty beautiful, old building with stained glass windows, they quickly ran to the main entrance. Samuel actually really liked the church and he was enough of a believer to hate his dad for desecrating it every Sunday. But he liked it more for the beauty, than for what it stood for.

The front door was unlocked, so they slipped in and walked through the church porch, into the main room.

“The office is up in the other end …” Sam said. He just turned on the wall mounted lamps, so that they didn’t illuminate the entire building. He started to walk up the middle passage of the ship and turned right at the chancel; through a side door, he got to his dad’s office – just for good measure, he checked if there was any cash in any of the drawers, before grabbing the reserve key.

Walking back out into the main room, he found Cole leaning against the altar.

The muscle hunk had pulled his wet hoodie of and was standing in his loose muscle tank top, which was open down the sides, giving a view of his ripped muscles. His black, ripped up jeans hugged his muscled legs perfectly; there was a big bulge in his crotch, from where his cock was hiding in the Pump briefs he preferred wearing.

“Ever fantasised about getting fucked in here?” he asked looking at Samuel, while running a hand over his crotch, pawing his bulge. “Right here, on the altar, getting your ass ploughed by my fat cock?”

Sam just stared at him for a moment. He could feel a distinct stir and a slight quiver. It had been two weeks, since they had been able to hook up … “I have thought about you fucking me, while being stuck here.”

Cole walked down from the chancel and grabbed Samuel by the hair, before he pulled him into an aggressive kiss. The hunk had had loads of amazing fuck buddies, male and female, but Sam was by far the best he had ever had. The teenager took whatever he threw at him. Porn was fake as hell; it was all staged and twenty minutes of film took hours to take. Only a handful of women had taken his entire cock without screaming bloody murder and a lot of guys could not handle that he used his entire cock and body strength on them. Samuel on the other hand, with his angelic face, slender, muscled build and piercing grey eyes would beg him for more and more. And Cole sure as hell had fantasised about fucking Sam, in his daddy’s church, hearing him moan for him to fuck him harder, screaming for God.

Sam was taken back a bit, but his instincts quickly took over, making him return the kiss just as aggressively; he opened his mouth for Cole and sucked eagerly on the hunk’s tongue, as he felt Cole strip him of his own zip-up hoodie.

Cole’s tank top quickly followed, before he dug his big hands below the waist of Samuel’s elastic skinny jeans. He grabbed and roughly kneaded Sam’s firm ass cheeks, before he ripped the buttons open and pushed them below his ass, along his low-rise, tight black briefs. He pulled Sam with him into the chancel, before pushing him to his knees. Sam quickly took the hint, unbuttoning Cole’s jeans and pulled them down with the briefs, before he swallowed the quickly hardening shaft.

After having fucked for the better part of the year, Sam now effortlessly took Cole’s fat pole down his throat. But rather than allowing him to suck his cock of, Cole grabbed onto Sam’s head and started to face fuck him, pushing the boy’s face into his crotch so his trimmed and manscaped pubes ticked his lips. For a long moment, he just humped Sam’s face, enjoying the tight, velvety and warm sensation around his cock – and Sam’s gagging sounds.

Before he came again in his fuck toy’s mouth, Cole pulled back and stepped away from Sam, pulling him to his feet. He forced him behind the altar. He pushed Sam down on his chest, down on top of the bible that was on the altar, before he went down behind him and started to rim the tight little pucker – he had some lube in his car, but he wanted to hear Sam moan, when he forced his way into him.

Outside, the rain had started hammering against the windows and thunder and lightning was rolling.

He rimmed Samuel out, until the 18-year-old almost shot his load, from his ass getting worked; Cole had slid a finger into him, working his sensitive prostate. Precum was dripping from his hard, seven-inch cock.

Cole stood up behind him and dropped a big wad of spit him his cock, working it in with his hand, before he aimed his shaft at the quivering, open ass, that he was about to invade. He took a firm grip in Sam’s hair, before he with a hard push, forced his big mushroom cock head past the sphincter; as expected, Sam screamed out from the sudden invasion and he kept moaning and crying, as Cole started to work his cock into the waiting, eager hole.

“Oh fuck! Shiiit that cock is so big! Ah fuck it hurts … ah, yes, fuuuuck yes, fuck me-fuck me … oh God yessss!” he screamed, as Cole’s massive shaft pried its way into him.

Cole moaned, as the tight ass griped his cock. “Fuck that as is so tight … fucking hell, I’m gonna shaft that pussy!” Sam replied with moans and swearing.

Within thirty seconds – though it felt longer for Sam – the initial bit of pain had subsided, as Cole’s thick cock started to work its magic upon his sensitive, battered prostate. Overwhelmingly strong electric signals ran up his spine, into his brain, igniting the horny whore in him, who loved to get fucked hard; if God had not intended for men to fuck like this, why had he then made it feel good?

Cole worked his way in, ignoring the initial complaints from his fuck boy, until he was buried to the hilt in the tight ass; he could feel the muscles spasm and contract, milking him and trying to suck him in deeper. After resting for a brief moment, Cole started to fuck Sam, using his entire length and body mass, to drive his spear in and out with so much force, that Sam for a short lucid moment wondered if the altar would break – but then his mind snapped out again.

Samuel was bent over the altar, moaning and crying out, as the stud behind was ploughing up his ass. Cole was going hard at his boy pussy, piston slamming his long, fat cock in and out of him, their skin slapping against each other, hand in Samuel’s hair, pushing his body down to the altar below him. The teenager’s pleas had turned from mercy to begging for Cole to fuck him harder and faster.

Cole bend down over Samuel and twisted his face around, still driving hard at his ass, growling in his ear.

“You fucking belong to me! I could snap you in half, you little bitch – I’M YOUR GOD!” he yelled as he fucked harder and faster than he had ever fucked anyone before, sweat running down his body, hand buried in Sam’s tangled, sweat drenched hair.

Something snapped in Sam and suddenly he started to convulse, sperm shooting out of his hard prick so violently, that it almost hurt; he was screaming out, as he orgasmed, and his muscles started to contract and spasm so much, that it sent Cole over the edge with a roar.

As they orgasmed, Cole seeding the young, fertile ass that he iron-hard fuck pole was buried deeper than ever before in, a massive lightning lit up the church and thunder made the building and the entire city shake.

***

“… and we hope, that many of you will support the church’s bible camp, in the upcoming weekend,” Josef, Samuel’s father, said from the pulpit. “The more who attends, the stronger will the local community become; and the strength of the community is important to retain the wellbeing of our society and way of life.”

And your wellbeing is financed by corrupt businessmen, you old pervert … Samuel thought to himself. He knew, that Josef was cheating on his wife. On her part, Catherina had an affair with their young, handsome gardener. Josef didn’t know, and Catherina could out both his affaires with a string of prostitutes and escorts, along with the millions he had gotten in ‘contributions’ – most of which had gone to his private accounts. Sam had caught him in some very unchristen acts with some skank, while his mother had been gone; Josef had since then lived in fear of his son, who after a talk with his mother, used it to get pretty much whatever he wanted, including a more than generous allowance. His mother only kept appearances because of the money and for Samuel to get whatever he wanted; when he was off to college, she was free to destroy her husband – and purge him for everything he was worth.

Back home, Josef approached his son about the church camp.

“We are leaving a bit earlier, so we can get some things settled …”

Samuel interrupted. “You don’t actually think I am coming along, do you? I’m 18, you can’t make me go.”

Josef started to get angry. “How do you think that would look? The priest’s son not showing up to the church community retreat? As long as you live here, you will do as told!”

His son just stared at him. “Oh, really? Is Kylie coming to the retreat as well?”

All the blood that had been raising to his father’s face drained straight away again. Kylie was his latest plaything; one of his ‘contributors’ supplied him with young women. “How … how …”

“Oh, shut up, Josef. If he does not want to go, then he won’t.” Samuel’s mother entered the kitchen.

“And what should we tell everyone?”

“Lie. You are so good at it. Everyone actually believe the shit you are talking about in church,” she snapped back. She looked at Sam. “You can do what you want. Your dad will leave money for food.” She looked at Josef. There was no discussion. Usually, they were not this obvious even in private, as they had a maid who lived with them, but she was off on Sundays. They played the ‘happy’ family act in public, but Sam was not going along with the camp. Josef just had to suck it up go along with it – Kylie could probably cheer him up later.

The following week, they played the game. Catherina arranged for their maid to take Thursday to Tuesday off; it was a long weekend and they would not be back until Monday evening.

As his parents pulled away from the house in their 100.000-dollar Mercedes S560 – why no one questioned that their priest drove in that kind of car was a mystery to him – he watched after them; he felt a bit bad for his mother, as she had to ride out the weekend, but she had her own games. She delighted in playing all the stuck-up bitches of their community out against each other, creating drama and intrigue.

He waited for about half an hour, before he stripped to his briefs. He synched up his computer with their living room tv and put on a bi porn. He laid down in one of the living room sofas and started to play with his cock; when he was hard, he took a snap video of his cock with the porn playing in the back ground and sent it to Cole.

As expected, he didn’t have to wait for long, until he got a reply.

‘Home alone?’ the text read.

‘yeah, they went on a church camp …’

‘church camp??’

‘I know …’

‘can I come over?’

‘yeah, my pussy needs your big cock’

‘20 min’

About fifteen minutes later, Cole’s SUV rolled into the drive way, at the back of the house. Sam pulled his white CK briefs up, stuffing his cock into them and went to unlock the back entrance.

Cole stood in front of him, in a pair of black compression leggings and a loose white tank top with deep arm cuts. The dark hair was moist, probably from the gym. He was evidently wearing a jock strap below, that helped put everything on display – the girls at the gym must have been cross-eyed from fantasising.

The hunk’s piercing blue eyes ran over Sam’s near naked body, rubbing his cock through his leggings.

“Wanna come in?” Samuel asked with a grin. Cole laughed and stepped in, with the door slamming shut behind him.

He was barely in the door, before he had Sam pushed up against it, the teen’s briefs around his ankles.

“Fuck, I have been wanking over that church fuck every day!” he moaned into Sam’s mouth, as he ran his hands over the tight, muscled body. Sam was a good six feet, and a solid 160 pounds, but Cole was still towering over him and had some 30-40 pounds on him. If he wanted him then and there, there was little, Sam could – or wanted to – do to stop him.

Cole stripped of his tank top and kicked of his shoes, while barely releasing Samuel, so he could catch his breath. The hunk’s big muscle hands were working Sam’s body, pulling his hair, biting his neck. He pulled Samuel into the kitchen, where he pushed the teen onto his back on the kitchen table. Cole released his cock from the leggings and jock strap, iron hard; he grabbed a bottle of lube from his sports bag and rubbed it over his cock, before spreading some on Sam’s ass.

Without bothering with more foreplay, he started to push and probe Sam’s ass, until the tight sphincter gave in and the 18-year-old teenage ass opened for him.

“Aaaaah fuck … fuck yesssss! Shit give me that fucking cock! Auh! Shit it hurts so good … sink that big dick into my ass!” Sam yelled, laying spread eagle on the kitchen table, hands grabbing onto the table. Cole started to sink more and more of his cock into the moaning and crying teenager, forcing more and more into him. He didn’t bother waiting to sink all of it in there, before he started to fuck Samuel’s ass with hard thrusts, skin slapping against skin.

“You are so fucking tight on my cock, bitch! That ass fucking belongs to me! Fucking take my fat cock!” Cole yelled, as he grabbed Sam’s arms and pulled him harder down against him. Samuel’s iron hard cock was slapping against his stomach, clear precum getting smeared over his lower stomach.

The hunk could feel his orgasm build up; his fuck toys ass felt so good and so tight around his prick. With a roar, he slammed into the hilt and dumped a massive, thick load into his willing fuck boy. The boy started to shoot his own seed over his stomach, chest and face.

Cole slowly pulled his cock from the warm, tight, flooded anal pussy. Samuel worked his sphincter a bit, closing his ass, so the burning hot cum would not seep out immediately.

Cole pulled Samuel up into a sitting position on the edge of the table, folding his arms around him, and kissing him, smothering the boy’s body. “Fuck, church boy … good thing I can’t knock up that whore ass of yours …”

Sam laughed and ran his hands over the muscled body, down the tattoos. “But it is fun to try, though!”

“Shower time, fuck boy.” They headed for Samuel’s parents’ huge bathroom.

Samuel spend a good half hour on washing Cole’s muscled body, teasing the hunk and stroking his big cock, using his spit and Cole’s precum as lube for giving him a hand job. He worked the iron hard shaft, until he made Cole shoot a second load.

They went to chill on the couch in the living room, where a porn was still playing.

Cole sat down, naked with his flaccid cock nestled over his thigh. Samuel dropped down next to him, offering him one of the beers he had gotten in the kitchen.

The hunk accepted the beer and took a swig at it, while watching the scene on the screen; a muscled twink type dude, getting his ass rammed by a thick cock, attached to a massive Middle Eastern looking dude. The bottom’s face was buried in a pussy on a gorgeous brunette, with big tits and a nice, fat ass.

“I know them – Corey is a good porn model,” Cole said, meaning the twink.

“Worked with him?”

Cole knotted. “All three of them, but I made three scenes with Corey – he takes it almost as well as you,” Cole said, grinning to Sam and ran a hand through the teens cobber blond hair.

Samuel laughed and drank his beer, while he watched Corey moaning and screaming – a bit fake.

“Would you like to try it? Fuck on camera with me? Fake as fuck but it is a serious rush …” Cole asked him, as he observed Sam watching. The 18-year-old looked at him and back to the screen.

“I don’t know …” he mumbled.

“No pressure. But you would be a natural – for both gay and straight. I have seen you fuck those bitches, we have banged together. You can make them cry and beg for it. And I would love to show all those fucking self-centred little bitches, what your ass can do …” he continued and ran a hand down Sam’s back, cupping a feel. “They think their asses are taking as much as anyone can take of me.” His hand ran in-between the firm cheeks, and he circled and probed the tight little pucker. “And you could stick it to your dad!”

Samuel laughed at the last bit, as he rotated his hips a bit. “Maybe,” he answered. “I would only fuck with your?”

“Yeah. The first couple of times anyways; if you want to do more after that, you could get to fuck with other guys and girls – but you wouldn’t have to do anything you don’t want to; the company I am usually with is legit.” He grabbed a handful of Sam’s soft hair, and pulled his head backwards and forced the soft lips apart, invading Sam’s mouth with his tongue.

After making out with Sam for a long moment, Cole pushed his head down into his crotch and Sam automatically started to run his mouth up and down the long, fat shaft. “Yes, fucking suck my cock …” Cole moaned, as he reached around and grabbed Sam’s iron hard shaft and started to stroke him of. Since Cole had already unloaded into Sam twice, it took more time for him to build up this time, but with effort and half an hour of slobbering over the long, fat pole, Sam made a twisting and moaning Cole blow another load.

Sam spend a good share of the weekend, either with his mouth wrapped around Cole’s cock, or it up his ass, getting fucked silly.

Sunday morning, Sam woke up next to Cole in his bed. Rather than going to church to listen to his dad’s stand-in – a young new priest, straight from uni and a former baseball player – he spent the morning, slowly sucking Cole of, before the hunk flipped his fuck toy over and ate his ass for breakfast. Cole intentionally tortured the teenager, finger and toying with Samuel’s ass and prostate, reducing him to a whimpering pile of shivering muscles. He had tied Sam’s hands behind his back, preventing him from jacking off, ass propped up, so he couldn’t grind into the bed, giving Cole free run at slowly bringing Sam right to the edge, before pulling back and not allowing him to cum.

Samuel was whimpering and babbling, eyes glazed over and panting for air, precum oozing from his iron hard prick.

“Please … please … y-yes-aaah nooo!” he groaned and twisted, when Cole after an hour still had not let him cum, cock and balls aching and his entire body twisting for release. His body was completely tensed up, covered in sweat, moving and writhing.

Cole laughed as he watched the boy trash and shiver. When he put a hand on Sam’s firm ass, a jolt went through Sam’s entire body. “You want to cum, church boy? Think you have deserved it?” He raised his hand and slapped the cheek, forcing a loud yelp from Sam. “I don’t think so …” he laughed, before he started to rim Sam out again, bringing him right up to the edge, before he deprived Sam release; tears of frustration were running down the angelic face, saliva running from his mouth.

Cole brought Sam right to the edge another three times, making the increasingly frustrated and desperate Sam trash and cry, begging for Cole to let him cum; he screamed the third time Cole deprived him of his orgasm.

While Sam whimpered, cried and begged, Cole finally got on his knees behind Sam and in a swift move sank his shaft into the shivering heap of firm, slender, muscled meat. Samuel cried out, screaming and moaning as he was getting drilled hard; he started to convulse and spasm, eyes rolling into the back of his head, as a massive load of cum started to plough its way out of him, the white cream spraying over the bed.

Cole grabbed Samuel’s hands and untied them, pulling him up by the shoulders, arm around his neck; he kept piston fucking into the delirious 18-year-old, whose exhausted body required Cole to keep it up. In a last, hard thrust, Cole ploughed into the hilt, blowing his load up his almost unconscious sex toy, breeding him and flooding the tight, abused hole.

Finally, Cole released Sam, letting him slump down onto the bed, falling down on top of him, still buried in the depths of his boy’s pussy. He reached a hand underneath Sam, grabbing his still rock hard, sensitive cock and fondled it.

“Mmmmmh …” Sam whimpered, high pitched, as he turned his head and sucked air into his lunges.

Cole grabbed a handful of Sam’s sweat drenched hair and turned his head, so he could shove his tongue down the boy’s throat. He kept squeezing and fondling the hard, sensitive prick, caught between the sizzling hot, sweaty body and the cum soaked bed sheets. This time, there was no teasing; he drove Sam right over the edge, making him shoot another load into his bed, trashing and convulsing muscles throughout his lean, tight body spasming, milking Cole prick, that was buried deep down his ass.

“Fuck, you gotta make a porn video with me … I want to share this with the world …” Cole moaned into Samuel’s ear, while slowly grinded his cock into the tender ass. He rotated his hips a bit, working Sam’s battered prostate, forcing soft whimpers from the teenager.

After resting on top of Sam for a good fifteen minutes, Cole finally got up from him, slowly pulling his cock from the warm, tight opening. He caressed Sam’s burning hot skin; he could feel the teen’s pulse, when he kissed his neck. “I think we need a shower,” Cole mumbled, as he nibbled the soft, sensitive neck skin. Sam raised his head, with a hazy smile and blurred eyes. “I-I don’t know if I can walk out there …” he said with a hoarse voice.

Cole laughed. “I’ll have to help you, then.” He got Samuel to roll onto his back, and lifted him up into his arms, locking the boy’s legs around his waist. Sam wrapped his weak arms around Cole’s neck, while Cole held him, with a hand on one of Sam’s cheeks and the other around his waist. He kissed Sam, before he stood up and walked to Sam’s bathroom, into the big shower stall.

When the water, streaming from the large ceiling shower head, had become warm, Cole sat down on the wall bench, with Sam in his lap, facing him. Cole slowly ran his hands over Sam’s body, running his hands down between his cheeks, spreading them and allowing his cum to start seeping out.

After a good half hour, Sam could stand on his feet again, though a bit wobbly. Cole took his time caressing his body and lathering him up in soap. They stood close under the hot, running water, cascading over their firm, muscled bodies, running down their ripped muscles, between their ass cheeks, down their long, slender muscled legs.

The doorbell started to ring insistently in the distance. Samuel ignored it, pressing his body against Cole’s, with their cocks caught between them. But whoever was disturbing them, started ringing the doorbell again, now at the back door – two distinct noises.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Samuel grumbled.

He got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his hips. Behind him, Cole was just enjoying the view. “Hurry back,” he said with a smile, as he slowly ran his hand down his cock, giving it a couple of tugs. Samuel laughed and walked out the bathroom.

He walked through the kitchen and unlocked the backdoor, and opened it. Outside his dad’s junior priest, Sebastian, stood, in a black long sleeve clergy shirt, that hugged his upper body just a bit too well and a pair of slim fit trousers. Probably a bit shorter than Cole, he had wide shoulders and as a former college sports star, a good, solid build. Short black hair and a slight stubble and green eyes. All the teenage girls and even the holy wives of the church were drooling over him.

“Hey,” said Sam surprised. “What’s up? My parents called?”

Sebastian caught himself running his eyes of the young wet, slender, muscled body in front of him. “Ahm – no, I just thought something might be wrong … since you were not at church.”

“Oh. Yeah – I don’t go when dad is not here to make a fuss over it …” Sam answered, hoping to get Sebastian to go away quickly, so he could go back up to Cole. He wanted to wrap his lips around that thick cock again – and maybe talk about that porn …

“Is everything alright?” he asked, with a concerned look. “Can I come in?” he continued, not really waiting for a reply, before he stepped in. Sam mumbled to himself, before he shut the door behind him.

“What is going on here?” Sebastian asked, turning to Samuel again.

“Nothing is going on. I just don’t go to church when they are not home – can’t be bothered.”

“Not with that … your parents … and you. Something is going on here!” Sebastian said, studying Sam. However, the teen was well trained in keeping a straight face; none of his friends wanted to play poker with him, because he always won – usually their mouths wrapped around his cock.

Sebastian starred at him intensely, when Cole shouted from upstairs. “Babe, what’s going on? We miss you …” There was a definite sound of humour in his voice, as he came down the staircase, only tying the towel around his waist, as he entered the kitchen, before stopping dead in his tracks, when he saw the guy dressed as a priest.

The priest starred from Cole to Sam, shock in his face. “What …”

“That’s Cole. He is my fuck buddy – well, he fucks my ass whenever he wants …” Samuel said, with resignation in his voice. Sebastian’s eyes grew big at the words, as he looked at Cole again; the muscled bound hunk thought he saw just a glimpse of recognition in his eyes – and a slight push from his cock.

“I … I have to talk to your dad about this, Sam … I can’t just …” Sebastian started to walk towards the door, but Sam stepped in his way and Cole quickly grabbed the junior priest’s shoulder.

“No, you don’t. You won’t say shit to his dad about any of this.” Cole had his most intimidating growl in his voice. He put an arm around Sebastian’s chest, while Sam locked the backdoor.

“Hey what the fuck…” Sebastian started, struggling with Cole, before the stronger hunk started to talk into his ear. “Just look at him. That fucking sexy body … his ass is amazing. He can take my nine-inch fat cock up his tight little ass and he only screams a little.” Cole ran his hand down to Sebastian’s crotch, rubbing his cock through the trousers, getting a feel of a pretty good piece of meat. “Come on – I saw how you looked at him. He is a fucking sexy 18-year-old hunk. You want to fuck that tight pussy hard. Probably since the first time you saw him. And all the other church whore boys. Those sexy altar boys, right? Naked under their dresses or whatever the fuck it is; Sammy told me. Their asses showing below.” Cole looked at Sam, who knew where they were going and was in; corrupting the junior priest? Fuck yes!

“Drop the towel,” Cole ordered Sam, who stripped of it and revealed his already fluffed up cock. “Just look at that – better than you ever imagined, right?” Cole kept talking to Sebastian, who had stopped struggling. “You are right out of college, right? And a baseball player? You gotta have played around … all that testosterone, all those high, tight asses, swinging cocks … You want to.” Cole signalled for Sam to approach.

Samuel walked to them and got on his knees in front of Sebastian, running his hands over the straining bulge, that was not showing under the trousers.

The teen slowly unzipped the trousers and unbuttoned them, before pulling them down over the firm baseball ass and big bulge. Underneath, Sebastian wore a pair of black boxer briefs, that was straining against the hard cock hidden beneath it. He mouthed the bugle, before he pulled the black underwear down and released a long, thick cock – it was a bit longer than Coles, but not as fat around, though still more than enough to stretch out Sam’s ass.

Quickly, Samuel wrapped his soft lips tightly around the cockhead and started to suck the velvet soft skin; Sebastian gasped and moaned, as the sexy teenager in front of him started to suck him of.

For each time he slid the cock into his mouth, more and more went in, further and further. Soon he felt the head slide past his throat opening and down his tight neck. Within five minutes, he had the cock in his throat, into the hilt, mouth buried in Sebastian’s soft pubes.

“Yeah, suck that fucking cock,” Cole said above; he had unbuttoned the shirt and ripped it open. He pulled it of the junior priest and threw it to the floor, before he started to run his hands over the muscled chest.

The priest started to moan and whimper, and quickly he shot his cum down the hungry mouth.

Rather than getting off, Samuel kept sucking, preventing Sebastian from getting soft, while he pulled the trousers down and got the priest out of his shoes and had him completely stripped.

“He is good, isn’t he?” Cole grinned, as he looked down at Sam on the floor. Cole had dropped his towel and had rubbed his long, fat cock between him and Sebastian’s ass, getting hard again. “You think your ass is ready for another cocking, fuck boy?” he asked Sam, who knotted with his lips around the cock. “Alright. Upstairs?”

Thirty seconds later, they were upstairs, Sebastian on his back on Sam’s messed up bed. Cole smeared some lube on Sam’s tight pucker, before he watched the teen crawl up on top of the priest, aiming the head at his pussy opening and started to force his way down on it, moaning and whimpering. He was sore, but slowly the pleasure started to exceed the slight pain. Inch by inch, the thick shaft disappeared into Sam’s tight ass, until he had sunk down to the hilt. He started to slide up and down, fucking himself onto Sebastian, who was moaning and panting from the feeling of his cock getting used by the tight boy-pussy.

The junior priest was starting to get over his shock and was fucking back up into Sam, moving with the sexy teen on top of him.

“Yes! There we go! He is getting into it!” Cole laughed.

Suddenly, Sebastian started to roll over, cock lodged deep in Sam, until he was on top. The priest started to fuck Samuel hard, getting into the fucking; he had not gotten a proper fuck since he left college and now he remembered how good a tight muscle hunk’s ass felt on his cock. He slammed into Sam in hard, short thrusts, using his full body weight to piston drill into the boy. The bed was banging against the wall and Cole sat stroking his cock, watching his bitch getting fucked.

Finally, after a good twenty minutes of fucking, Sebastian slammed in hard to the hilt and cried out, as he flooded Sam’s ass. “Oh, fucking Christ YES! Take my fucking cum! Oh God yes it has been so long!” he cried out, as he just kept shooting and convulsing.

Cole stood up and walked to Sam’s face, where he quickly stuck his cock into the boy’s mouth and had him swallow his load, sucking the cock clean.

Sebastian had Sam ride him a second time, after he had recuperated from the blowjob and first fuck, this time just enjoying an experienced ass taking his cock. Cole jerked Sam off, while he was still impaled on Sebastian, cum seeping out his ass.

Sam slumped down on top of Sebastian, panting. “Fuck that was good …” he laughed in a hoarse voice. “By the way,” he said, looking at Sebastian, “Julian and Ben.”

The priest looked questioning at him. “What?”

“Altar boys. Both seniors – love fucking with guys and they would love to be your whores. I’ll set something up.”

“What about you?” Sebastian asked, after regaining his composure.

Samuel looked back at Cole who just grinned, while playing with his hard cock. “I think I got more than enough in him. But Julian and Ben would love having someone to do all this stuff with.” Sebastian smiled and knotted in agreement.

As Sam slid of his cock, Cole stood and walked to the bed, pulling Samuel down, straight onto his cock, giving him a long and rough ride, just to show who he belongs to.

The following Monday, Samuel told the two senior altar boys and his own school fuck buddies, that he had someone he wanted them to meet – someone who needed some willing guys to fuck hard and long. Both were high school jocks, but they were not quite as build as Sam, as he had gotten a bit of headway from Cole’s instructions. But both were handsome and sexy, with slender, muscled body, firm asses and decent cocks.

On the following Friday evening, Sam had set up a ‘blind fuck date’, literally, with his two friends with their eyes covered and naked in a motel room two cities over. Sam stayed around, until Sebastian showed up; he watched, as the two of them started to suck the junior priest’s big cock of, before he left. As he walked out, he heard Sebastian tell them to remove their eye blinds, followed by two “Holy fuck!”

“You fucking bet! Now get back on that cock …” Sebastian answered.

From his friends, Sam heard the stories of what they did with Sebastian.

The hunky junior priest had at some point fucked both of them, with their dresses pushed up over their asses, bend over a table in his office, on a morning before church; during the entire ceremony, whichever had gotten fucked had Sebastian’s cum seeping out his ass, running down his sexy legs. It became a tradition, that at least one of them would get screwed hard on Sunday mornings, in full kit, before church.

They had sucked him, while he was in his gown and one of them more or less always stayed the night at his apartment, getting fucked silly. When a couple of his college buddies had visited, Julian and Ben had been the main source of entertainment, for a very long weekend.

***

Samuel was sitting legged crossed on Cole’s bed, looking at the camera guys, who was busy setting up the professional video equipment. The two camera guys had been chatting and joking and Sam was quite surprised about how chill making porn seemed to be.

Cole and the director, Joey, came back, after having slipped out for a couple of minutes.

“Alright, is everything ready?” Joey asked the techs. Both of the knotted. They were ready to go.

Joey got Cole to sit next to Sam, before they started the filming.

“So, Samuel, this is your first film, right?”

“Yeah it is …” he answered with a half-smile. He was a bit nervous about this.

“But you have been one of Cole’s fuck buddies for some time?”

Samuel knotted. “For … almost a year, I think?” He looked at Cole, who grinned and knotted. “Ten months or something like that.

“Okay, so just to make sure, you are 18, right?”

“Yes, I turned 18 half a year ago.”

“So, Cole, where did you find your friend here?”

“At the gym. I thought he was showing of for me and as it turned out he was. And for everyone wondering, yes he was legal when we started fucking.”

Joey laughed, before looking at Sam. “Then you gotta be used to getting worked over hard? I have heard stories …” Sam just grinned and knotted.

“Cool. Then you won’t mind Cole doing his thing and doing whatever he wants to you now?”

Sam smiled and shook his head. “I doubt he can throw anything at me, I have not tried before!”

“Sounds like a challenge, there!” Joey laughed. “Are you up for taking it, Cole?” The hunk knotted, with a sly grin and a hand running down Sam’s side. “Always,” he answered.

“Well then, I actually think that I will not be directing here, but just let the two of you do your thing for the camera and just enjoy the show! If you are ready?”

Cole smiled and got of the bed, pulling Samuel with him up, before pulling him in and pried his mouth open, running his big hands over the tight, slender, muscled body. He had made Sam put on a pair of artistically ripped, tight, stretchy skinny jeans and a tight, white t-shirt, that showed of his body. The jeans hugged his firm butt perfectly, showing the muscled buns off and dipped slightly in between them.

The big hunk wore a pair of slim fit jeans, while he had a muscle tank top on. He ran a big hand through Sam’s soft cobber blond hair and grabbed a handful of it.

Sam happily returned the kiss and ran his hands under Cole’s tank top.

Within two minutes, Cole had Sam stripped down to his tight, black briefs. With a hand on Samuel’s head, Cole pushed him to his knees in front of him, where Sam slowly unzipped Cole’s jeans and pulled them down under his ass, before he started to slide his mouth up and down the bulge. Quickly, the white trunks were soaked through, both from Sam’s saliva and Cole’s precum.

Cole pushed his trunks down, freeing his iron hard cock, allowing it to slap against his angelic fuck boys face. He dug a hand back into Sam’s soft hair, before he drove his cock as deep as he could, making Sam gag. He slowly started to face fuck the gorgeous boy; as he kept going, he made his cock slide past the tight opening and all the way down Sam’s tight, warm throat. Sam grabbed Cole’s ass cheeks, pulling him in as far, as he could.

“Oh, fuck yes … I love that fucking mouth!” Cole moaned, as he slammed his shaft back into Sam’s face, until he with a roar started to flood Sam’s throat. He kept Sam’s face pushed down his cock, as he emptied into his stomach.

As he started to come down from his orgasm, Cole slowly withdrew his fat prick from its warm, tight hidey-hole, smearing Sam’s lips with the last drops of cum, which the teen licked of. Cole bent down and kissed Sam deeply, ruffling his hair and caressing his soft, warm skin.

Cole stood back up and stripped of his jeans and trunks, before he pulled Samuel to his feet. He buried his tongue in the teen’s face, kneading and moulding the firm ass cheeks.

With a hand back in Samuel’s hair, Cole forced him onto the bed, on his knees and hands. Cole got down behind his fuck toy and slid the briefs down over the firm ass, before he kissed the clean, hairless, pink pucker and started to lick him and rim the delicious ass. Sam was starting to moan, with his head in the sheets, as Cole sank a finger past his sphincter and began fingering his prostate. He reached under himself, grabbing his rock-hard dick and started to jerk it.

Cole laughed, as he reached for his belt. He grabbed both of Sam’s hands and quickly pulled them onto his back, where he tied them together. Sam’s eyes widened, as he realised what was about to happen, but before he got to protest, Cole grabbed his cock and started eating his ass out again, forcing moans and whimpers out of Sam, making his mind swim.

For a short moment, Sam thought Cole would show him some mercy, but as he was just about to cum, Cole pulled back, removing his hands and mouth. “Ahhh … please … please … let me … aaaaaah!” Cole allowed him to come down just enough, so that he would not cum when touched, before he continued tormenting the gorgeous, slender, muscled teen again. “Not until I say you can!” Cole growled, as he kept fingering and working the whimpering boy.

Cole knew Sam and he could drive him right up to the edge, almost past it, before he pulled away.

Sam was pleading and begging, not to be let free, but for Cole to finish him of. Rather than allowing Sam to cum, Cole kept edging him, and then depriving him of release. Again, and again, he drove Sam there, just to pull back, reducing the teen to a whimpering and shivering pile of muscles, eyes glazed over and unfocused. Had he been able to formulate a coherent sentence, he would have been cursing and swearing, but the frustration of being deprived and the pleasure and stimulation had taken over his entire awareness.

This time, Cole took much more time than the last time he had tormented Sam; he was showing of. But he had to be more careful, as he took Sam further and further. It was not until Sam’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, that Cole finally stood up behind him.

In a single thrust, he forced his shaft past Samuel’s quivering sphincter, slamming into the hilt, forcing a loud scream out of the boy. Sam immediately orgasmed, shooting his load into the bed, his entire body convulsing and thrashing.

Cole untied the teen’s hands and held them up next to his head, as he kept slamming his cock in and out of the tight ass. His thrusts pushed Sam up the bed, until his stomach and cock was pushed into the bed.

Finally, Cole buried his nine-inch cock to the hilt in the tight ass, roaring out as he came again, breeding Sam. For a good two minutes, Cole stayed where he was, until he rolled onto his back, still with his cock lodged deep up Sam’s pussy.

The boy’s legs were spread wide, on the outside of Cole’s legs, allowing the hunk to lock him in. He wrapped an arm around Sam, keeping him pushed in against his chest. Sam was panting for air, exhausted, but cock still almost entirely hard, eyes still a bit hazy and sweat covering their bodies.

“Holy fuck, dudes … that was amazing!” Joey said, shock in his voice. “Sam, are you alright there?” he laughed. Sam just knotted once, before his head slumped back down. Cole laughed as he big hands ran over the tender body. “Well … we do have just a small finishing surprise for you – Josephine?” he yelled.

From the hallway, a gorgeous blonde stepped in. She had an amazing, firm, slender, curved body, perky natural c-cup tits and waist length, soft blonde hair. Cole had arranged for her to join them, as he knew Sam liked her.

Josephine had not done a lot of porn, mainly photos, but after seeing some photos of Sam, she had agreed to join them for his first video.

She climbed onto the bed, just wearing a pair of lace panties, and smiled to Samuel, who managed to look up at her. “I watched on the monitor outside. Impressive!” she said, as he knelt down between Cole’s and Sam’s spread knees. “Cole told me, that you are a fan, so I thought we could make this a bit more memorable!” she continued, as she bent down and wrapped her lips around his cock, slowly sucking him, until his seven-inch dick was completely rigid once again. Cole held onto him, as Sam started to whimper and writher again.

Josephine sucked him, until he was almost ready to cum again. She pulled back with a devious grin, as she saw the look in his eyes. “Don’t worry – I’m not going to do the same as Cole!” The hunk laughed below Sam, still with his hard cock deep up Sam’s ass.

Rather than tormenting him, Josephine climbed up and slid her tight, wet pussy – she had been playing with herself, both while watching and sucking Sam – down Sam’s rigid cock. She started to ride him, and Sam’s hips started to meet her movements, as she fucked him. Josephine rode him long and slowly, with Sam’s hands on her firm body, finishing him of rather than torturing him. His eyes rolled back into his head, as he came, tricking Josephine’s orgasm.

When she climbed of him again, Cole finally slid out from underneath Sam’s spent body. Josephine laid down next to him and kissed him softly, just gently stroking his cock.

“So, Sam, had a good time?” Joey asked. Sam could only knot his head, with a tired smile. “Well, that’s good! But, I think that was it. I also think, Josephine would like to stay around for a bit, and … maybe the two of you could have some fun, after you have had a shower and a nap?” Josephine laughed and gently kissed Sam again.

“How about all of you go away, so we can relax a bit?” she said with a wide grin. The guys laughed, before they all left the bed room, including Cole, leaving Sam in the hands of Josephine, who had every intention of tormenting him as much as Cole had done.

Josephine allowed Sam to get a short nap, before she woke him up with her lips wrapped around his cock; she had tied up his arms and legs, and she spent half an hour slowly edging him, swirling her tongue around his engorged cock head, while she sadistically played with his battered prostate. When she finally let him cum, she just crawled up and rubbed her soaking pussy against his shaft, and slid his sensitive cock head in between her pussy lips, playing with him, pumping his straining cock back up, until she slid down him in a single movement, taking him into the hilt, setting off her orgasm. The spasming and convulsing sent Sam over the edge again, forcing a violent load out of him.

By mistake, one of the knots had loosened and as Josephine got of him and fell asleep, Sam managed to untie himself; when he felt, he had let her sleep for long enough, he gave her a taste of her own medicine, fucking her awake and giving her a ride for her life.

***

Samuel was standing at the kitchen counter, slicing some veggies. Cole walked up behind him and pushed his body against Sam’s, wrapping an arm around him. Sam yelped out, when Cole snapped one of the straps of his jock strap. “Mmmh, church boy … maybe there really is a God …” Cole mumbled into his fuckboys ear. “How could anyone as gorgeous otherwise exist?” He ran a hand down Samuel’s flat, ripped stomach, while he wrapped the other around his boy’s throat and ground his bare cock into his ass.

Samuel giggled, followed by a moan, when he felt Cole’s hot tongue making contact with his ass hole. The hunk rimmed him out, penetrating his ass with his thumb and started to probe his prostate; precum was starting to ooze from Sam’s iron hard prick.

Cole stood up behind him, thumb deep up his boy pussy, and pushed Sam down onto the kitchen counter. He bent down over Sam and growled in his ears. “Do your pussy wanna get fucked, church slut?”

“Aaaah, yesss, please, fuck my ass! Aaaaaah!” Sam exclaimed as Cole slid his thumb out, replacing it with his index and middle fingers. He fingerfucked the moaning and begging teenager hard, before he dropped a couple of big globs of spit on his pucker and smeared it out. He dropped another glob on his cock, which he replaced his fingers with; Cole sank his thick shaft past the tight sphincter, slamming his cock into the hilt, forcing a scream out of Sam.

Cole began to fuck him hard with long strokes, slamming his cock in and out of the tight boy cunt. Sam was up his tiptoes, stomach pushed into the kitchen counter, gripping the opposite side, screaming and crying from the rough fuck his ass was getting. He was getting stretched so far, despite having been getting it up the ass for almost a year.

But Sam’s cock was entirely rigid below him and he almost jolted of Cole’s pole, when he felt someone grabbing his cock; to his left, Josephine was standing, grinning to him. “Move him to the table,” she asked Cole, before she laid down on her back on the dining table and spread her legs wide; she guided Sam’s head between her legs and he instinctively began eating her soaking pussy.

Behind Sam, the muscle hunk kept slamming his shaft in and out of his fuck boy, sweat coating his body.

***

Epilogue

Sam was laying between Josephine’s soft, slender, muscled legs, fucking her tight pussy hard, using short, hard thrusts to drill into her. She was arching her back, moaning, as she was getting fucked from her first orgasm straight into the second, sending spasms through her body. Her nails were digging into Sam’s back, as he was pounding his now almost eight-inch fuck pole into her, brushing against her cervix.

As the muscled 18-year-old was drilling a second orgasm out of the crying blond, Cole walked in to the bed room. A grin grew on his face, when he saw his sexy church boy fucking the girl hard. He stroked his hardening cock, settling in to enjoy the show, when Josephine saw him, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face.

She ran slowly ran her hands down Sam’s muscled back, to his firm ass cheeks and parted them, kneading them. Sam pounded harder into her, when one of her fingers circled his puffy sphincter and she slammed her hard, as she slipped her finger into him. She came again as he rammed her, clamping her pussy down on his cock; miraculously, he did not cum again already.

Cole could easily follow Josephine’s train of thoughts. He walked up to the bed and crawled up behind Sam, who was still pounding Josephine. The cum that Cole had dumped when he had fucked Sam earlier, before he left him in Josephine’s claws, was leaking out, as she was playing with his ass, lubing up the tight, puffy ass.

As Cole aligned his cock with the tight opening, Sam looked up behind him. Before he said anything, Cole pushed his cock past his tight opening, making Sam moan out.

“Aaaah … fuck … you fucking bastards!” he laughed moaning, as Cole started to fuck his ass again, sinking his cock into the hilt.

Below Sam, Josephine was moaning, as she pulled Sam down on top of her and wrapped her arms around him. “Yes, fuck his ass hard, so he fucks me … ah, shit yes-yes-yes!” she screamed as she came again, with Cole above now effortlessly shafting Sam, pounding him hard with his thick cock, all of them glistening from sweat in the overheated room.

Josephine and Cole had come to the result, that they could share Samuel between them, as neither really was willing to give him up. Sam had not been given a choice or asked in the matter, but he really didn’t mind that much. In two months, he would be off to college and so far, it was the plan that he could move in with Josephine; in the meantime, he could do whatever – and whoever – he wanted. His porn had gone viral, but it had really only damaged his dad, who was already embroiled in a massive fraud and corruption scandal, while his sexual perversions was becoming well known. All of it helped along by his son and wife.

When they about forty-five minutes later were laying in the bed, Josephine snoozing in Sam’s arms, Cole asked if Sam had heard from his dad.

“No. And it does not really matter now. The divorce will be finalised next month, mom gets the money, house and the land that we own.” He ran a finger down Josephine’s soft side, enjoying the feeling of her body pushed against him, her breasts nestling against him, and Coles cock between his ass cheeks.

“Is your mom holding up?”

“Ha. Yeah, she is. The three pool boys are helping her through all of this,” Sam laughed. No one cared about the porn video – or the three other ones Sam had made – or that his mom now was fucking with their pool boys. Everyone was blaming Josef for it all; he had broken their family.

Catherina had not cared about her son’s video either and they had instead focused on ruining Josef. Really, she was a bit proud of her son. She had promised him whatever car he wanted, along with a pretty generous allowance.

Best of all; Sebastian had been asked to replace Josef on the city council. He was now the head priest in their church and everyone thought he was a decent honest, moral man – who was fucking two of the altar boys. But Sebastian was only going to stay long enough for Julian and Ben to graduate; then he was signing up with a baseball team. Sam had walked in on Julian on his knees in his dad’s old office, blowing Sebastian before mass; he had joined Sebastian in double teaming the altar boy, after locking the door.

On one particular memorable Sunday evening, Sam, Julian, Ben, Sebastian and Cole had had an orgy in the chancel of the church; the two hunks had enjoyed watching Julian and Ben spit roasting Sam, before Sam had gotten to bury his cock balls deep in Julian, while Sam mounted him. It had been nasty, sweaty, wrong and so good. When the church bell struck mid night, they had been laying on the carpet behind the altar, covered in sweat, saliva and cum.

“By the way, Joey asked, if you maybe want to come back and do couple videos more, with me and Josephine?” Sam had done three videos more with two other guys and one with a famous porn actress; all of them had become incredibly popular and he was getting pretty good royalities from them.

Sam didn’t have to think about for long. One of his hands ran down and cupped Josephine’s ass. “Yeah, why not?”