Leandro ended the letter by imploring Bastian to agree to see him again at their previous discreet meeting place close by the Cathedral. The bottom of the cream-colored paper was signed with a single cursive ‘L’.

The day and time finally arrived. Bastian had received yet another letter from the eager priest, but the content and wording felt like it was written by a star-crossed lover, not a rich and powerful pillar of the community. And coming from a man who was only now- in his early forties- venturing out into the world of sex and carnal pleasures…

Bastian entered Leandro’s quarters as instructed in the letter. The door had been kept unlocked for him- Bastian assumed the Clergyman would arrive once morning Mass had concluded.

The experienced young man was not wrong- Leandro finally entered the chamber and let out a low hum- Bastian had already disrobed and was waiting in the doggy position- just as Leandro had requested. The older man shrugged out of his robes and loosened several buttons to his immaculately white dress shirt.

Then came a swift, unannounced, hard smack on Bastian’s perfectly round, smooth ass. Then another- this one slightly more forceful than the one before. Bastian glanced back at the silent, but fiery-eyed Clergyman and moaned when the hulking holy man grabbed his orbs with both hands.

With a spontaneous jolt of urgency, Leandro hastily unbuckled his belt and yanked his jockeys down- just enough to allow his nearly ten inch python-sized cock to spring from his svelte church slacks.

Leandro’s cock swung back and forth over the pretty twink’s face; the wondrous, smiling, teasing slut below him. Bastian knew from his experience with previously repressed gentlemen that these outwardly stoic men have wild, undeniable animalistic tendencies beneath- and it was Bastian’s role to allow any dirty scenario to play out as it would…

An enthusiastic slut, Bastian cried out with the force and intensity that the holy father above him used to immediately and without restraint, plunge his entire mammoth cock inside of him. Leandro slid his fingers into Bastian’s open mouth. The boy kissed and licked on the sensitive tips of the man’s large, beautifully manicured fingers.

And yet, this was the client’s delectable sex adventure, not the fuck toy’s. So Leandro pulled his hand away and pushed his swollen cock even deeper and shot Bastian a hot, winsome warning to keep his composure.

The Clergyman had no desire to stifle Bastian’s pleasure, not in the slightest. What Leandro wanted was to control the sex servant’s pleasure. And when Bastian felt the holy man’s large, warm hand muffle his cries of heightened arousal, he knew the power dynamic had definitely shifted between them since their first meeting…

After a nice, long sweaty ass-pounding, Leandro pulled his meat out of Bastian’s hole. The randy holy man snapped his fingers- Bastian turned himself around and was met with Leandro’s juicy, sticky cock pushed into his mouth and all the way to the back of his throat.

The Clergyman believed a true divine miracle had occurred: not only did the cock hungry escort take his huge cock in one swallow without gagging, the cute fuck toy beneath him seemed to be genuinely eager for it…

As sweat began to trickle down Leandro’s face, he continued to fuck Bastian’s mouth with rapid, animal thrusts. The Clergyman’s kinetic energy and near wild abandon made the savvy sex pro smile. Bastian wondered if Leandro might explode into his mouth…

So many men like Leandro appeared on the exterior to be so very solemn and pure, but temptation and longing will have their day with everyone eventually.