Like a Prayer
S-I-N
He awoke with a start, sweat pouring down the sides of his face as he took shallow breaths to calm himself. The dream. The images so real, so filthy, so dirty, so fucking sinful. The touch of hands and bodies pressed to one another in a fit of passion filled his senses while he slept. Thoughts like these had been bugging him for weeks but never had they invaded his innocent dreams, turning them into a lustful playground. So much he had done, so much he has committed again less than a day after confession. All because of this one stupid dream. He had to make it right, even if that meant sneaking around after nightfall, adding more to his list of sins.
Throwing on a black t-shirt and his dirty black converse he heads out his dorm room. Snaking in and out of empty corridors, jumping creaky steps, and avoiding the vigilant eyes of old sweet looking nuns. Finally minutes later being able to quietly push open the wooden doors that lead to the courtyard, he sprints across it to the old church hoping his salvation would still be there. As he nears the church he sees the priest locking the front doors, then walking down the front steps to his little home behind the church. He slowed his pace not wanting to get there at the exact same time as the priest, when he felt that there had been enough time for him to settle in he took off in a sprint again towards the tiny house. Knocking furiously at the front door until an answer came in the form of the stunned priest. He pushes his way inside past him, the priest closing the door behind him, resting his back against it. Dropping to his knees in front of him he begins to confess.
“Forgive me Father for I have sinned,”
“What are you doing?”
“Confessing Father, my soul has been stained by sin tonight from my dreams.”
“Child, dreams are just that though, dreams. They can do no harm, therefore they are not a sin child.”
“Father Way are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“Even if these dreams are full of Envy, Greed, and Lust?”
“Well yes I would suppose even with those things you would still be clear from any mortal sin to your soul, seeing as you only dreamt these things and did not act on them.”
Having risen while speaking to Father Way, Frank once again drops to his knees in front of the man. Knees splayed out, with head bowed and hands clasped as if in prayer, he begins again,
“Forgive me Father for I have sinned. I have sinned with the thought of Envy and Greed deep in my mind. I have sinned with the thoughts of Lust deep within my soul. I have sinned because I crave the company of another man Father.” He spoke these words with his head bowed to the ground.
“I said it is not necessary to confess child.”
“But Father it is true that I have not acted on these sins but I am going to. I want everything that I dreamt of Father. I want this man to use me Father, to hold me steady while he fucks my throat. To bite at my skin claiming me as his only worldly treasure. I want him to pin me down while he fucks himself into me until we both scream out in pleasure. I want this man to be you Father Way.”
He gazes, eyes clouded with lust into the shocked ones of the priest. Letting his gaze fall down onto the erection of the holy priest. Straining against the tight black pants of its wearer, dying to get to the boy in front of him. Shuffling forward still on his knees he brings his hands to the shaking priests body, rubbing his palms over every inch of him. Making the priest whimper in anticipation. Smiling he lets his hands fall to the clasp of the slacks undoing them pulling them down to join him on the floor. Revealing that his holy priest was wearing nothing underneath as his hard, leaking cock was standing proud for him to see.
“Frank, child, please stop…”
“I’m sorry Father but don’t say you don’t want this. You do, just as much as I. Please Father I am yours. Take me. Use me. Desecrate me. Claim me. Make me yours and only yours.”
With these words you could see the lust in Father Ways eyes, all his years of celibacy flying out the window in that one moment. Watching as the young man below him kissed along his length slowly taking him into his mouth.
That would not do though.
He said that he wanted to be his. That he could use him any way he liked. He had full intentions of doing so. Placing his hand at the back of Franks head he twist his fingers into the silky black locks, yanking his head back roughly. Making his cock fall out of the boy’s mouth with an audible ‘pop’. His eyes hazy and unfocused as he looked up at the older man. Lips red as rubies from the delightful stretch the priests cock gave his tight mouth.
“Take off your shirt. Then lay on your back. Now.”
He watched as the eager boy stripped of his shirt, now only clad in his faded pajama bottoms. Laying on his back obediently waiting for the priest. Stepping out of his pants, he abandons them on the floor as he undo’s the buttons to his shirt. Placing it on the couch along with his clerical collar. Grabbing a pillow from the couch he walks back over to the boy on the ground. Kneeling himself down he crawls up the boy’s body gently placing the pillow beneath his head. He quickly straddles the boys shoulders, grinning down at his eagerness to please him.
“Listen. You are going to open that pretty little mouth of yours. You are going to take my cock like the filthy little whore that you are. You’re going to let me fuck your throat until it’s raw. You got that?”
Frank looks up at him eyes wide with excitement at being used in this manner. Not being able to form any words he lets out a small whine in response, signaling his understanding.
“Good. Now open.”
Frank gladly parts his lips awaiting the sensation of the heavy cock resting on his tongue. Father Way guides his member into Frank’s eager mouth, enjoying the sensation he had so long denied himself. He immediately begins to thrust shallowly into the boys mouth, letting him work his tongue around his shaft. Flicking the tip of tongue into the slit whenever he pulled back far enough. Soon the slow pace was not enough, as he started to thrust faster into his mouth. Hitting the back of his throat repeatedly, making his eyes water from the lack of air. Grabbing the boys head in both hands he steadies him, fucking his mouth viciously. Letting groans and yells escape his lips as he wrecks the throat of the willing boy beneath him.
“Fuck yes…So good my little whore… That’s what you are right?”
“My. Own. Little. Whore.”
Punctuating the last sentence with a harsh thrust after each word. A few more thrusts later he comes heavily down the tight throat. Falling on his palms as his orgasm was made even more pleasureful by the feeling of Frank swallowing around his dick, greedily drinking up all the cum he could manage. Pulling out, he lifts himself off, sitting on the hardwood floor as the boy props himself up on his elbows, trying to catch his breath.
Father Way stands, stretching out his hand to help Frank to his feet. Taking it he shakily rises losing his balance, falling against Father Way. Quickly he apologizes, voice raspy,
“Forgive me Father for falling on you.”
“Not just yet child. First tell me the rest of the sins you wish to commit tonight. Then we shall consider your forgiveness.”
“Of course Father Way.” He says as he is lead into the bedroom.
THE FUCKING END BITCHES! *o*
Throwing on a black t-shirt and his dirty black converse he heads out his dorm room. Snaking in and out of empty corridors, jumping creaky steps, and avoiding the vigilant eyes of old sweet looking nuns. Finally minutes later being able to quietly push open the wooden doors that lead to the courtyard, he sprints across it to the old church hoping his salvation would still be there. As he nears the church he sees the priest locking the front doors, then walking down the front steps to his little home behind the church. He slowed his pace not wanting to get there at the exact same time as the priest, when he felt that there had been enough time for him to settle in he took off in a sprint again towards the tiny house. Knocking furiously at the front door until an answer came in the form of the stunned priest. He pushes his way inside past him, the priest closing the door behind him, resting his back against it. Dropping to his knees in front of him he begins to confess.
“Forgive me Father for I have sinned,”
“What are you doing?”
“Confessing Father, my soul has been stained by sin tonight from my dreams.”
“Child, dreams are just that though, dreams. They can do no harm, therefore they are not a sin child.”
“Father Way are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“Even if these dreams are full of Envy, Greed, and Lust?”
“Well yes I would suppose even with those things you would still be clear from any mortal sin to your soul, seeing as you only dreamt these things and did not act on them.”
Having risen while speaking to Father Way, Frank once again drops to his knees in front of the man. Knees splayed out, with head bowed and hands clasped as if in prayer, he begins again,
“Forgive me Father for I have sinned. I have sinned with the thought of Envy and Greed deep in my mind. I have sinned with the thoughts of Lust deep within my soul. I have sinned because I crave the company of another man Father.” He spoke these words with his head bowed to the ground.
“I said it is not necessary to confess child.”
“But Father it is true that I have not acted on these sins but I am going to. I want everything that I dreamt of Father. I want this man to use me Father, to hold me steady while he fucks my throat. To bite at my skin claiming me as his only worldly treasure. I want him to pin me down while he fucks himself into me until we both scream out in pleasure. I want this man to be you Father Way.”
He gazes, eyes clouded with lust into the shocked ones of the priest. Letting his gaze fall down onto the erection of the holy priest. Straining against the tight black pants of its wearer, dying to get to the boy in front of him. Shuffling forward still on his knees he brings his hands to the shaking priests body, rubbing his palms over every inch of him. Making the priest whimper in anticipation. Smiling he lets his hands fall to the clasp of the slacks undoing them pulling them down to join him on the floor. Revealing that his holy priest was wearing nothing underneath as his hard, leaking cock was standing proud for him to see.
“Frank, child, please stop…”
“I’m sorry Father but don’t say you don’t want this. You do, just as much as I. Please Father I am yours. Take me. Use me. Desecrate me. Claim me. Make me yours and only yours.”
With these words you could see the lust in Father Ways eyes, all his years of celibacy flying out the window in that one moment. Watching as the young man below him kissed along his length slowly taking him into his mouth.
That would not do though.
He said that he wanted to be his. That he could use him any way he liked. He had full intentions of doing so. Placing his hand at the back of Franks head he twist his fingers into the silky black locks, yanking his head back roughly. Making his cock fall out of the boy’s mouth with an audible ‘pop’. His eyes hazy and unfocused as he looked up at the older man. Lips red as rubies from the delightful stretch the priests cock gave his tight mouth.
“Take off your shirt. Then lay on your back. Now.”
He watched as the eager boy stripped of his shirt, now only clad in his faded pajama bottoms. Laying on his back obediently waiting for the priest. Stepping out of his pants, he abandons them on the floor as he undo’s the buttons to his shirt. Placing it on the couch along with his clerical collar. Grabbing a pillow from the couch he walks back over to the boy on the ground. Kneeling himself down he crawls up the boy’s body gently placing the pillow beneath his head. He quickly straddles the boys shoulders, grinning down at his eagerness to please him.
“Listen. You are going to open that pretty little mouth of yours. You are going to take my cock like the filthy little whore that you are. You’re going to let me fuck your throat until it’s raw. You got that?”
Frank looks up at him eyes wide with excitement at being used in this manner. Not being able to form any words he lets out a small whine in response, signaling his understanding.
“Good. Now open.”
Frank gladly parts his lips awaiting the sensation of the heavy cock resting on his tongue. Father Way guides his member into Frank’s eager mouth, enjoying the sensation he had so long denied himself. He immediately begins to thrust shallowly into the boys mouth, letting him work his tongue around his shaft. Flicking the tip of tongue into the slit whenever he pulled back far enough. Soon the slow pace was not enough, as he started to thrust faster into his mouth. Hitting the back of his throat repeatedly, making his eyes water from the lack of air. Grabbing the boys head in both hands he steadies him, fucking his mouth viciously. Letting groans and yells escape his lips as he wrecks the throat of the willing boy beneath him.
“Fuck yes…So good my little whore… That’s what you are right?”
“My. Own. Little. Whore.”
Punctuating the last sentence with a harsh thrust after each word. A few more thrusts later he comes heavily down the tight throat. Falling on his palms as his orgasm was made even more pleasureful by the feeling of Frank swallowing around his dick, greedily drinking up all the cum he could manage. Pulling out, he lifts himself off, sitting on the hardwood floor as the boy props himself up on his elbows, trying to catch his breath.
Father Way stands, stretching out his hand to help Frank to his feet. Taking it he shakily rises losing his balance, falling against Father Way. Quickly he apologizes, voice raspy,
“Forgive me Father for falling on you.”
“Not just yet child. First tell me the rest of the sins you wish to commit tonight. Then we shall consider your forgiveness.”
“Of course Father Way.” He says as he is lead into the bedroom.
THE FUCKING END BITCHES! *o*
Notes
Hey guys sorry for the bad smut but im avoiding working on a paper. :( So yeah I just had to jump on the whole priest!Gerard thing. So now that I have yeah... Also aside from Madonna, Frerrard made me think of this after our conversation of reading smut in church. Haha.. So thank you goes out to her! Anyways hope you guys like this, votes, rate, comment all that jazz! Thanx for reading!Oh yeah I forgot to mention if you guys want to know what happens in the bedroom subscribe or drop me a comment or send me smoke signals or some crazy ass shit. Love you my sexy minded Killjoys!
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