Andrew's Father, Part IV

Father Williams took a sip of his cup, looked me gently my the eyes and softly said almost in a whisper, but with sure determination in his voice, “Robby, I’ve got to see you again tomorrow even though it’s New Years Eve--I’ve just got too.” 

I took a sip from my cup, gently grabbed his wrist and replied, “ I know--so do I-- I’ve got a party I have to go to, but that’s not until 7 o’clock So we can get together before then if you want?” 

Once those words came out of my mouth, his face really lit up and he leaned over slightly. He opened his mouth and gave me another deep wet kiss. He informed me that we couldn’t get together at the rectory because at least two of his fellow priests would be returning. But he thought about it for a second and said he too had to go to a New Year’s Eve party he had been invited to by a woman he worked with at CYO (Catholic Youth Organization) since he was new to the area and really didn’t know anyone yet. He explained that she lived on the Westside of Davenport which was about 2 miles or so from where I lived and perhaps he could rent a motel room since he didn’t want to drive back to the rectory that night anyway after the party.

That seemed like a great idea to me, so he quickly got off the sofa and picked up the yellow pages. I thought he looked so damn cute standing there in the nude with his flaccid cock hanging out as he fumbled through the book looking for the phone number of the Red Rooster Inn which was about 3 miles from where I lived. Once he found the number, he quickly picked up the phone and dialed it. As the phone was ringing, he reached over for his pants and grabbed his wallet. He quickly flipped it open and pulled out a credit card. 

When a voice came on at the other end, Father Williams asked if he could book a room for the next day. And within 20 second or so he was giving his credit card number to the person on the other end of the phone along with his name, 
Father Williams of the Catholic Diocese of Des Moines, Iowa” that he wanted the room booked under. Then something really funny happened. As he was talking to the person, suddenly he said, “ What? You give 15% discounts to ministers--hey great--is it also OK if I can have an early check-in of say 8:00 am?” Then I heard him say, “Great--Thank you very much,” as he hung up.

When he walked over to me he had a slight smile on his face. Our little sortie for the next day was cast in stone and I could tell he was really excited--especially since he was going to get a 15% discount complements of the Red Rooster Inn. And for that fact, I was excited too. “What better way to ring in the New Year than to have some more steamy-sex with a hot juicy naked man like Father Williams”, I told myself. 

But just as important to me was the fact that I wanted to be with him. He made me feel so alive inside. And while I still had deep feeling for Andrew’s Father, my feelings for Father Williams were now somehow stronger even though I just met him. 

Just as he sat down next to me, I couldn’t resist another wet kiss. So I leaned over and the next thing I knew we were making out again. As our tongues intertwined in heated passion, I rubbed my hand all over his hairy chest & nipples as he placed his over my cock and ever so softly stroked me.

Our love for one another seemed to grow stronger and stronger. I desperately needed to suck his cock and I know he needed to suck mine. Without saying a word he turned on his side and spread his masculine and handsome body across the sofa. While I had never sixty-nined before, nevertheless I knew exactly what to do for my gay intuition had kicked into overdrive. 

As I turned on my side, I could see his big thick piece of meat was awaiting the arrival of my young teenage lips. I loved looking at Father Williams cock! It was so damn beautiful especially since it was surrounded with a thick patch of jet-black pubic hair which really turned me on. For some reason, a cock highlighted with black pubbies made it seem that much more striking to me. 

Ever so gently I kissed his cock up & down several times and then toyed with his big purple cockhead before I took his shaft into my mouth. Father Williams did almost the exact same thing to me. I gradually slid my lips down his shaft until I had about three quarter of it in my mouth. Before I knew it, we were sucking each other like two pistons working in perfect synchronization and the feeling was so very exceptional. I couldn’t think of anything not only more romantic, but sensual as well. I felt at total peace with myself sucking a nice mature dick while having mine sucked at the same time lying on our sides on a nice leather sofa all in the soft glow of the light that illuminated from the fireplace. “Was I in heaven, or was I in heaven” , I asked myself.

Given I had already cum twice that night and he had only cum once, I knew we could both easily cum again and I sure wanted his warm sperm in my stomach as a form of a souvenir before I left. But we were in no hurry. It was only 9:40 PM and I didn’t have to be home for 2 hours & 20 minutes and 3 hours & 20 minutes if I called home before midnight & got permission.

Slowly, I removed my lips from his cock and began licking his hairy balls. They tasted absolutely delicious and my tongue took to them like baby ducks take to water. Round and round I licked them in soft gently circles and then I took one into my mouth. I just loved the musty taste venting from it. It truly excited me like a shark with blood in the water. 

As I lay there sucking in his nuts, suddenly I could feel his tongue gently work its way into my crack. The next thing I knew Father Williams was darting it in and out of my hole. The feeling was beyond words. My body twitched slightly back and forth because the sensation was so incredible. 

Well of course I wanted to make him feel just as good as he was making me feel so immediately I worked my tongue down and into his crack. The minute my tongue crested up against his luscious ass-lips his body jerked violently. Instantly I drove my tongue deep into his hole and began darting in and out of it flicking my tongue back and forth as fast as possible. There was no doubt now that we had gone from a simple sixty-nine session to eating one another out and did we both ever love it. At that point his body again jerked violently and his butt began to pump my face. I couldn’t control myself anymore and by now was licking every single inch of his ass lips up & down as fast as I possibly could. We carried on like this for what seemed like five full minutes. 

Finally, we both went back to our first love which was sucking each other’s cocks. 
It wasn’t but a minute or two after he began to really ride my cock with his soft lips when I could feel myself want to cum. I lifted my hips ever so slightly and held it for as long as I could. Seconds later, I fed his mouth with my warm teenage seed. And of course he swallowed every drop of my offering. As my body now laid there almost docile from the terrific organism, I focused all my attention on getting him off. 

Carefully, I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and jacked his shaft up and down while my lips remained firmly parked on his cock-head. After a few minutes of this manipulation, I then moved my lips up & down his shaft while I wrapped my index finger and thumb around the base of his cock. I could tell he was getting close because his body began to twitch and he too lifted his hips up slightly.

I thrust my lips up & down his shaft about 20 more times as fast as I possibly could, when, suddenly, Father Williams released and filled my mouth with his holy blessed sacrament. He warm seed tasted delicious and I relished every drop as it went down my throat and into my stomach. Indeed my request had come true and I now had his little souvenir swimming around in my teenage tummy. 

We laid there on our sides without a word spoken. But it was obvious the deep feelings we shared for one another. Between all the sex, the alcohol, the hot shower and the food we ate, my eyes became heavy and I decided to close them for a few minutes. I could tell he wanted to rest a bit as well. 

We both must have been more tired than we first thought for we fell asleep right there for about an hour. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was his flaccid cock-head which was dangling right in front of me and slightly touching my nose. “What a great way to wake up”, I told myself.

Father Williams was still asleep because while he wasn’t snoring, his breathing was quite heavy. I laid there for a few minutes admiring his cock while I thought about all that happened between us that night.

Finally, I stirred him when I placed my lips over his cock-head and began to tease it with my tongue. Sure enough within seconds his body stirred and he began to rub one of my feet. Then he remarked, “ Boy, we must have fallen asleep--did you have a good nap sweet boy?” 

We sat up and he gave me a quick kiss on my lips. By now it was almost 11 PM. I decided at that point it would best if I got home early so I could get up early and meet him around 8:30 am. I didn’t want to ask my mom for her car the next morning cause I needed it to try and hook up with Andrew’s father like I promised on New Year’s Day. Also, I didn’t want to park her car at the hotel because Davenport, Iowa was a small town and I sure as hell didn’t want anyone to recognize it parked outside of a motel. 

So I told Father Williams that I would catch the bus which went right by the motel and would meet him in the gift shop rather than the lobby. Then I would follow him to his room cause I didn’t want anyone to see us together. I could tell he appreciated my concern for about the last thing either of us wanted to happen was for someone to see a teenager like me walking into the motel room of a priest. 

Then Father Williams did one last thing for me. He got dressed and kissed me in nude because he knew how much I loved it. We deep frenched for about five minutes before our lips parted and I finally got dressed. Once I put my clothes on, grabbed my jacket and picked up my keys, he walked me out to my car just like Andrew’s father did and helped me scrap the snow off the windows. 

But unlike Andrew’s father, he sure as hell wasn’t disappointed or had a sour look on his face. In fact he was thoroughly excited cause he knew in just a few hours we would be together again. 

By now there were only a few flakes coming down here and there. I rolled down the window. He leaned in and said, “OK Robby--see you around 8:30 tomorrow,” as he looked both ways to make sure the coast was clear and then gave me one final long deep wet kiss. 

As I drove off, I couldn’t help but think if having an affair with Andrew’s Father and the way it first happened was bizarre, having an affair with a Father Williams and the way it first happened was even more bizarre. I mean here I went to seek the advice and counsel from a man of the cloth and before I knew it, we were having hot-steamy sex together.

But did I love it? You bet I did. I mean loved the fact that homosexual sex especially with two older men would definitely be viewed by most people as both seedy and immoral. I guess that’s what made the dark side of it all seem so appealing to me.

I couldn’t imagine what my parents would think if they found out I was having sex with either man let along both. I mean my father and uncles were all past presidents of the Catholic Dioceses of Davenport and were active members along with two of my older brothers (Kevin & Jack) and several cousins in the Knights Of Columbus (A Catholic Men’s Civic Organization). 

The Knights were so well organized they even owned their own facility in Davenport complete with a bar & kitchen. I could just see one of my dad’s or brothers or cousins fellow Knights asking how there gay son, or gay brother or gay cousin was doing and if I was still seeing that x-priest I was having an affair with and who they excommunicated from the church when they found out. 

And then the thought crossed my mind like what if Andrew’s Father found out I was seeing someone else--especially a priest. Would he be mad, sad, jealous or just pissed-off to the point of where he never wanted to see or talk to me again? 

I think that’s what I liked about Father Williams so much. He knew I was having an affair with my best friend’s father. But that didn’t bother him. I guess the way he looked at it is that we were friends first and boyfriends second. I think that’s why I felt so comfortable being around him.