Reverend Spencer pushed me back on the bed, spread my legs and began to rim me, like I saw in a porn magazine. Could this really be happening to me? I swear I could hear angels singing! Both the reverend and I were moaning in pleasure. He paused, and opened my cheeks gazing upon my crack and hole, but the look in his eyes became different, new for me. His look was one of want and lust, becoming more primal. My hole opened, the reverend quickly moves my left leg up on the side of the bed, spreading me wider so he could get better access to it, and dove in, tongue fucked me as I later learned what he was doing. That sent me into orbit, closer to those singing angels. I could feel every cell in my body rejoice.

At the same time, Reverend Spencer was also very sweet, kissing all around on my body. He then sticks his thumb in my hole, in and out. As I moaned, the reverend looked up and told me, “Your body is meant to be enjoyed”. I told him I am glad that you are the one to enjoy it, the reverend agreed and returned to rimming me. Through my moans, I tell him that his tongue felt amazing. I felt feelings for the reverend, that even though knowing I will be giving my body to the other priests, he will always have a special place in my heart since he worked with me through my lifelong struggles, my needs.

I reached back to feel the reverend’s cock through his pants, it was big, then he pulled it out and it looked even larger. I had neither seen or touched a cock so large, not even in that porn magazine. Reverend Spencer asked me if I liked it and I quickly agreed. I wanted it, no I had to have it to fill that aching void within me. He turned me around, still on my knees, and pulled me over to suck him. He encouraged me, even though I am new at this. He was so sweet and kind, teaching me how to suck a dick and then his nuts, which both were so large, I could barely handle one of his balls at a time. I worked very hard pleasuring him the best I could. Then the reverend surprised me by making me lay back on the bed, spreading my legs and sucking my cock. I thought I would be doing all the servicing, but I was not complaining, I was a happy altar boy.

Then came the time I had wanted, but with some fear. In my wildest dreams of being fucked by a hung stud man, I never thought it would become reality in this place, a priest, this school for Catholic boys like me. I was on fire inside with anticipation, desire, craving, hunger, for this man, this special time, ME, it was actually going to happen to ME.

Reverend Spencer positioned me and lined up his cock to my hole. When he began to push in, my body struggled with his size, which is nothing like a finger or two or even three unless it is a gorilla. I felt pain, it hurt, but I wanted it more than anything else and was prepared to do whatever it took to take him in, all of him. I twisted my ass around to try to help ease the pain, then after the first part of his penetration, the pain subsided and started to feel good, very good. He went slow at first and did not fully penetrate me, thank goodness. But he was persistent pushing in deeper, inch by inch with each thrust. It was an amazing feeling, so friggin different from my skinny fingers, cucumbers, and carrots I had tried in the past. I realized this had made me extremely horny and my own cock was fully engorged, as he continued to fuck me. I was using my precum to jack my own cock. The reverend kept sliding more and more into me until he was all the way in, or so I thought. I heard a moaning noise in the room getting louder and realized it was me. The reverend moved, getting into a pushup plank position, continuing to slowly pump inside me but was still able to bend down to kiss me as he kept going. I was in another world, one for which I could neither conceive nor achieve in my mind but now it was reality, by now he was getting more into his rhythm. Something new happened, I thought I had all his cock inside me, he pressed even deeper, the deepest so far, pushing, he hits a resistance, my second hole as I later learned, but he was persistent, and then pushed through it, again more pain but now with greater pleasure, the reverend sweetly looks down at me and asks, “Doesn’t it feel good to give in?” YES! YES!

Once he was into the deepest part of my body, I was even more crazy with the feelings, lust, desire, and the need for it to keep going. I loved the feelings I was having which far surpassed any pain I felt. My whole body began to jerk and tremble as the sexual feelings overwhelmed me. He pushed into my deepest regions on each stroke getting into that place, which I soon learned, few men can do. I wanted more, and he gave it to me, fucking me deep, kissing me passionately. At the same time, I wrapped my legs around his body to hold him inside. My toes curled. This is the kind of sex I had read about but never thought was really possible. As we gazed into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily, the looks of lust and happiness between us was clear.

Reverend Spencer pumped in and out of me, over and over, then pulled me to the side, grabbing my ankles, opening my legs wide as he continued, then... Switching, he flipped me over on all fours and returned to his rut, going deep, in and out, with the sounds of slap, slap, slap between his skin and mine. I then realized I was jerking my own cock which was rock hard. Then it happened, the reverend reached the summit of his sexual high and came inside me, pounding, I can feel rope after rope of warm cum, soothing the deepest regions of my body that he was the first to explore. I thought it was over when he pulled out of me to see his cum seep out, but then he shoved his dick back in and pounds me hard, like before, as I jerked my own cock until I have the most incredible cataclysmic orgasm of my lifetime, never knowing that an orgasm could be that strong, that wonderful. I cannot believe this happened to me. I hope, no, I look forward to having more time with Reverend Spencer.