Andrew's Father, Part IV

As I had done the night before, slowly I slid off his lap and got down on my teenage knees. I removed his shoes & socks first and then unbuckled his belt and undid his jeans. Just as soon as I pulled them down to his ankles, I gently yanked them off. No sooner had I looked up when there stood the most beautiful sight in the world--his throbbing cock of course which stared me right in the face. 

And while we both knew that I wanted him to fuck me with it, I certainly wanted to kiss & suck it first. So I placed my teenage lips up to his cockhead and passionately kissed it several times all over. I was in love with his cockhead and it was certainly obvious to Father Williams. I planted deep wet kisses up & down his shaft before taking his cock into my mouth. Father Williams let out a soft but blaring moan of gratification the minute I stroked my lips up & down it a few times. 

He then said in a soft mellow tone, “Come on Robby, let’s go over to the bed”. 

I immediately got off my knees and Father Williams stood up. He removed his shirt and then wrapped his arms around me. It felt so wonderful to be held by him again as I waved my fingers through his hairy chest and all over his sexy nipples while we deep frenched ever so intimately.

We walked over to his bed and I laid down flat on my back. Immediately he followed me in and laid on top of me like we were man and wife. I wrapped my arms around both his firm shoulders and instantly we went back to frenching. The feeling of having his beautiful masculine body smothering me while making-out was incredible. I could even feel the hairs on his chest press up against the smooth skin on mine. Father Williams knew I was falling in love with him just by the way I began to rub my hands all over his naked back and then down to his ass. I rubbed one hand into his crack and the other all over his naked back. I was in love and there was no going back. The second out lips parted I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes and exclaimed, “ I love you.”

Father Williams looked down at me and replied, “I love you too, Robby.”

The next thing I knew he was rolling me over onto my stomach. Ever so gently he spread my legs. I knew it was time for me to receive him, so I spread them as far as I could. He popped back open the bottle of lotion and poured a generous amount all over his hand. He re-fingered me to make sure I was thoroughly loosened up before he stroked some lotion all over his cock. Once again the fragrance of baby lotion made the moment seem all that much more electrifying, but innocent at the same time. 

Once he was satisfied that we were both pretty well lubricated, he carefully mounted me by laying on top of my body. I had never been fucked this way before , but I couldn’t wait. Somehow the position seemed so nature and romantic for a homosexual couple like us to be in. 

Slowly he grabbed his cock and placed it onto my crack until I felt his cockhead touch my opening. Seconds later, it penetrated me. While it hurt a little at first, he waited until the pain went away and then slowly worked it in my body. Finally, we were fully adjoined and did it ever feel so good. He relaxed his body, gave me a kiss on my cheek and then interlocked our fingers.

Ever so slowly he began to pump me and I never thought in a million years that fucking like this could feel so good. I let out about three soft moans to let him know just I much I was loving every second of what we were doing. I was definitely a gay boy and loved every single second of it. Moreover, I could no longer control my feelings and moaned out, “ Oh God, this feels so good”.

Father Williams quickly replied , “ I know, --especially since it is with you sweetboy.” 

My passionate cries of satisfaction only encouraged him and within seconds he pumped me faster and faster. The feeling was phenomenal! I could have let him fuck forever. 

By now we were both moaning softly and I knew that shortly he was about to explode. I didn’t want him to cum right away. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of his wonderful cock so I kindly begged out, “Slow down a little cause you feel so good”.

Sure enough for the next five or so minutes he went real slow as both of us relished every second of the amazing experience we were sharing together. I just wished the whole world could have seen what we were doing and how much I was loving every moment of it. He was definitely giving me the best Christmas gift, or birthday present or New Year’s gift I had ever received. 

Then, once again he began to increase his stride. I knew he had to cum cause if it felt this good to me, I couldn’t imagine how good it felt to him. He kissed me on my cheek one more time and pumped me as fast as he could. After a few seconds he pulled on my underarm hairs using his forefingers and thumbs, gave me one final thrust and exploded in my hole. As his body jerked up and down, I loved the thought of knowing that he was injecting me with his fertile Roman Catholic sacrament as his warm cum exited his body and entered mine. As he desperately struggled to catch his breath and regain his sanity, I squeezed our interlocked fingers together to let him know just how much I loved him and what he had just done to me.

When his body finally clamed, he began to go soft but he left his flaccid cock in me cause he knew just how much I enjoyed it in my body. He rested on top of me for almost five minutes kissing my neck and cheek as I just laid there still firmly squeezing our interlocked fingers together.

Then he said, “God Robby, that felt so good--I love you so much”. 

I buoyantly replied, “ Oh, I know--especially since it was with you.”

I couldn’t help but think just how lucky I was that I met Father Williams. Not only was he a bright and an intelligent guy, but he was so damn good looking too. He really was my sweetheart and in less than 24 hours we had sucked & fucked and cum together so many times, I could hardly keep count.

Finally he whispered in my ear, “ Why don’t we take a quick shower together sweetboy and clean up--then let’s get something to eat, I’m starving”. 

Well that was just fine by me for I was starving too. 

We hit the shower and of course took turns soaping each other’s bodies. After we made-out several times, we rinsed off, got out of the shower and dried each other off.

Father Williams then clicked the TV set on and called room service. He ordered us eggs, hash-browns, pancakes and bacon with coffee & orange juice. 

When I reached to put my clothes on, he said, “You don’t need to get dressed sweetboy-- hop back in bed --I’ll just tell them to leave the food outside in the hallway and I will have them slide the bill under the door. 

Figuring that Father Williams knew what he was talking about, I did just as he requested and hopped back into bed with him. We kissed and made-out while we waited for our breakfast. His warm masculine body felt so damn good.

About 25 minutes later, sure enough there was a knock on the door. Father Williams told the steward through the door to just leave the food outside cause he didn’t want to be disturbed and to slip the bill under the door. Sure enough everything was going according to plan. The steward slipped the bill under the door and Father Williams signed it and slide it back to him. 

The steward then said, “ Thank you, Father Williams” and it appeared that he left. Evidentially the steward knew that he was a priest I guess from his guest registration card. We waited for a minute or so in order to make sure the guy was gone before Father Williams got of bed, put his rob on and opened the door. 

It was then that I got the first real scare of my young gay life. Just as Father Williams had stepped out into the hall and wheeled the cart through the door and into our room, suddenly the steward reappeared in a haste as he was huffing & puffing. He exclaimed, “ Wait, Father Williams, I’m sorry, but I also had a plate on there for room 3-N can I get it from you?,” as he walked halfway inside the door to grab it. 

Well there was no doubt that he saw me sitting up in bed against the headboard shirtless with only the covers concealing my lower body and Father Williams was dressed in nothing but a rob. I could tell just by the reaction on his face knowing that Father Williams was a priest and I was a young teenager in bed that he had connected the dots especially when he looked over and saw our clothes scattered all over the chairs & table. I was so humiliated and scared, I sat there thinking I just wanted to die.

Father Williams handed him the tray with the other room’s food on it as if it were no big deal. The steward said, “Thank you”, turned and walked out. When the door finally closed what seemed like a billion years later, Father Williams looked over at me. He could clearly see that I had terrified look on my face. So he rushed over and sat on the bed next to me. He tried to reassure me that everything was OK when he said, “ Don’t worry Robby, nothing going to happen--he’s not going to tell anyone”. 

I was so upset that I snapped back, “ How do you know that?”

Father Williams then tried to calm me as he put his arms around me, hugged me and said, “ Robby I’m sure that guy has seen this before--it’s not a big deal to him---he knows guys like us often go to motels--we weren’t doing anything wrong---he not going to do anything--trust me.”

By now my body began to shake and I didn’t respond. Father Williams held me tighter and planted soft kisses on the top of my head and all over my naked shoulder blade trying and calm me. Even though I was starving just about 60 seconds before, I had lost my appetite completely. 

He held me for what seemed like hours and then finally said, “Come on Robby ---why don’t we eat ---you’ll feel much better.”

Still in a daze I didn’t say anything, but I put my arms round him and held him as tight as I could as if I wanted him to protect me. Then a rational thought finally came to mind. I mean the steward didn’t know my name or who I was-- so even he did mention it to someone that didn’t mean I had gotten caught having homosexual relations with another man. 

After aout 10 minutes, finally my appetite started coming back and I said , “ OK, why don’t we eat.”

A big smile came over Father Williams face. He kissed me my lips and said enthusiastically, “Hey Great--, Come on--I’m starving--We’ll have breakfast in bed together”. 

I laid back against the headboard and father Williams served me my platter. I must admit the food looked wonderful and I slowly began to eat when he hopped in bed and then pulled his tray up to him. While we ate, he flicked the TV to a golf tournament taking place in Florida. Father Williams explained the game to me and what each players strategy was. I tried my very best to forget what happened by asking questions about several of the players on the leader board. 

After we ate, I must admit the food made me feel better. Father Williams suggested that since we both had parties to attend that evening, and we were both still tired from the night before, that we take a nap for a few hours. It was only going on 11:00 AM and I didn’t have to be home until 6:00 PM. So I gladly agreed cause I was really tired--especially since I had just eaten.

Father Williams closed the drapes and turned off the lights. Even though it was midday, the room was dark. He hopped into bed and I rolled on my side resting my head up on his right shoulder as he wrapped his arm around me and cuddled me. We talked for a few minutes as I combed my fingers through his chest hairs. Every so often I would lean my head over and kiss his left nipple which looked so damn inviting.

Before I knew it my eyes were getting very heavy and so were his. We said less and less to one another cause we were both getting so sleepily by now. I rolled over on my other side, curled up while Father Williams cuddled up next to me placing his arm just above my waist. The next thing I knew, I began drifting off to sleep. 

Little did I know I was about to get the second surprise of my young gay life that night.