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Jason and the Priest By R. A. Swain
Jason Long finished up his early evening jog through the park and decided to go down to the basketball court to see if there was a pick-up game he could get in on, or if there was something there he could pick up. He rounded the path and saw James Dean Carlicci leaving the basketball court. He knew him, had known him, and occasionally fucked around with him. J.D. and Jason had gone to high school together, and been buddies for years, until J.D. entered college and decided to become a priest.
For about a year J.D. took the celibacy thing seriously, but he was only 20 at the time, and celibacy was a novel idea, but in practice it was a bore. J.D. did his own coming to God in his own way, and reconciled his "sexual self-healing" as God's divine will. After he came to terms with that he was comfortable with screwing any man he could get naked.
Jason watched J.D. pull his damp t-shirt off over his head and sit on a bench courtside. He leaned over to tie his sneakers and Jason jogged down the path to the bench and leaned over it. He brushed his lips against J.D.'s ear and whispered, "Bless me father, for I'm about to sin."
J.D. sat up and looked around. A broad smile crept across his face. "Tell me, my son, of this sin you are contemplating?"
Jason took the basketball from the bench next to J.D. and slowly walked around in front of the bench. He placed the ball on the ground in front of J.D., who sat back with his legs spread wide, and sat down on the ball close enough to smell the manly scent of the sweaty man. "The sin is lust, father. You see, there's this young priest from a local church; he's about 32 and oh so hot. He plays basketball in the park two or three times a week with a youth group, and then sticks around for a pick-up game with the older guys."
"Is he a good basketball player?" J.D. asked.
"He has his moments," Jason said. "He's as hot on the courts as he is in the pulpit. He doesn't know it, but I sometimes attend the masses at his church just to watch him. I sit there and listen to him preach a sermon, the entire time my cock is bulging in my pants. Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine pulling my cock out and jerking off right there in front of God and the world. He has that kind of hypnotic power in his voice and with his words."
"Anyway, back to the sin at hand," Jason continued. "I saw this young priest walking off the basketball court, his dark curly hair damp with sweat. He peeled his t-shirt from his body and it enticed me. I want to take this man down the path and into the woods of the park to the abandon tool shed."
"And what do you want to do to him there?" J.D. asked.
"I want to pull his shorts down and suck on the damp jock I can see he is wearing beneath his shorts," Jason replied. He leered up the leg of J.D.'s shorts as he spoke, causing the other man to grin. "Then I want to pull his jock off with my teeth and suck his hairy cock."
J.D. took a deep breath. "You are an evil man with a desire to tempt the righteous."
"Yes," Jason said. "I want to feel the priest's hands on the back of my head as he fucks my face, and know I'm causing a conflict of faith in him as he calls out to God, and moans my name." He smiled and leaned forward, placing his hands on J.D.'s shins. He slowly slid his hands up the other man's hairy legs to his thighs.
J.D. moaned. "You have demons in you that must be exercised."
Jason chuckled. "Is there any hope for me father?" he asked, slipping his hands higher up the other man's thighs until his fingertips were passing under the legs of his shorts.
J.D. reached down and grabbed Jason's wrists. He didn't move them, but stopped them from going any further. "You're a wicked, wicked man, and I'm afraid you need to exercise those demons immediately." He pulled Jason to his feet.
Jason picked up the ball and the two men walked off the court down the path toward the woods. They veered off the jogging path down a little dirt path into the woods. After a few minutes they passed several men in various stages of undress, kissing and groping each other. J.D. reached out and took Jason's hand.
"Are you leading me down the garden path?" Jason asked.
J.D. smiled. "I'm going to save your soul."
They reached the abandon tool shed. Jason placed the ball on the ground and then turned to face his companion. He pushed J.D. back against the wall of the building and leaned in pressing his lips against J.D.'s. He felt J.D.'s soft lips tighten as his tongue pushed against them, and then they relented, parting and accepting Jason's tongue into his mouth. Both men moaned as their hands explored each other's bodies.
J.D. felt Jason's hands on his chest, roughly pinching his nipples. His own hands were busy groping Jason's taunt ass through his jogging shorts. Jason broke their kiss and licked his way down the other man's throat to his bearded chest. He toyed with the hair around J.D.'s nipples and pinched them again, tugging roughly before lowering his mouth to the left nipple and sucking on it gently before biting down and tugging at it with his teeth.
J.D. shuddered and groaned as Jason moved from his left nipple to his right nipple, and gave it the same sensual treatment of swirling his tongue around it, licking it, sucking it and then biting it. He looked down at the top of Jason's head as he slowly slid his tongue through the hair on J.D.'s abdomen to the top of his shorts. In a swift move Jason tugged the short down the other man's legs and took in a deep breath, enjoying the manly scent of sweat and musk.
J.D. braced himself as he felt Jason's breath on the bulge in his jockstrap, and then felt Jason's mouth encompass the bulge and suck on it. He groaned again as, just as promised, Jason tugged the jock down his legs with his teeth, freeing J.D.'s cock allowing it to snap back up against his abdomen. Jason looked up at J.D., a wicked grin on his face as he leaned in and ran his tongue up the six inch length of J.D.'s wide cock, pausing when he reached his mushroom tip and then taking the whole thing in his mouth, wrapping his lips around the tip and rubbing his lips against the hot shaft of his cock taking it further into his mouth until his nose was buried in J.D.'s dark damp bush.
J.D. moaned and placed his hands on the back of Jason's head, slowly beginning to thrust his hips and pump his cock in and out of Jason's mouth, fucking his face. He leaned back against the tool shed and sighed as he released Jason's head and placed his hands behind his own head, still thrusting his hips forward. "Oh God, yes! Suck me," he sighed.
Jason obliged sucking and licking on the hot cock before him for a few more minutes, reaching down and pulling his own jogging shorts off, revealing he was freeballing as he usually did. He stood up and stepped back. "Show me how you jerk off when you're alone at night in your bed thinking about me and the other men you play with."
J.D. opened his eyes again and reached down, fisting his shaft and pumping it with one hand while reaching for his right nipple with his left hand and pinching it. He slid his left hand down his body and grasped his balls and tugged on them, his hips gyrated as he performed for his friend. He watched Jason mimic his moves, fisting his own throbbing cock and groping his own low hanging balls.
Jason stepped forward and pressed his body against J.D.'s, grasping both their cocks in his fist and stroking them as he leaned in and kissed him once again, this time both with open mouths. He ground his body against J.D.'s and ran his free hand over the other man's body.
He broke the kiss again and leaned back, keeping his cock pressed against J.D.'s, a wicked look in his eyes. He grabbed J.D. and spun him around, sinking to his knees and looking at J.D.'s hairy ass. He leaned in and flicked his tongue against the hairy cheeks and parted them as he began rimming the other man. J.D. cried out.
"OH GOD! Eat my ass!"
Jason leaned back. "Say my name, father."
J.D. sighed. "Jason, please eat my ass."
Jason laughed and leaned in, running his tongue through J.D.'s hairy crack. He stood up and pressed his cock between J.D.'s ass cheeks, rubbing his shaft up and down without penetrating, while reaching around in front of J.D. and stroking his throbbing cock.
"Yes,'' J.D. whispered. "Jerk me, Jason! Stroke me."
Jason kept thrusting his hips, and jerking J.D.'s cock. Faster and faster, Jason thrust until he moaned and shuddered. "I'm gonna cum." He thrust his cock between J.D.'s ass cheeks and shot spurt after spurt of cum up J.D.'s back and across his ass. He held tight to J.D. as he humped him, before sinking to his knees and turning J.D. around again. "Cum on my chest." He ordered.
J.D. took over stroking his cock, pumping it faster and faster until he couldn't hold out any longer and his cock erupted all over Jason's chest in ribbon after ribbon of his cum. Finally he slumped back against the shed and sighed, panting in exhaustion. "Oh man. That was incredible."
Jason looked up at his partner. Smiling wickedly and leaning in to lick J.D.'s balls.
J.D. sighed but didn't pull back. "Oh man, come on. I can't go again. I'm spent."
Jason kept licking the other man's balls.
J.D. didn't try to stop Jason. "Those demons in you can't be exercised. You are pure evil."
Jason looked up at J.D. "Let's go back to my place."
J.D. paused. "I shouldn't."
Jason leaned forward and took J.D.'s semi-hard cock in his mouth, sucking it gently for a moment before leaning back and asking again, "how about now?"
J.D. laughed. "Okay, you win. You've corrupted me."
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