Andrew's Father, Part IV

When I drove up into our garage, I looked at my watch. It was only 11:30 and I knew my parents would be pleased I was home early. They had company over cause I could see a few cars including my older brother, Kevin’s parked out on the street in front of our house. 

I hopped out of the car, hit the garage door button and walked into the house through the kitchen. I could hear voices coming from the living room. The minute I walked into the room, my mom gave me a kiss and I shook my brother’s hand. Then I shook Mr. Sullivan’s and his wife’s hand who were visiting and gave my sister-in -law, Cindy a kiss on her cheek. My dad was just making a round of drinks so naturally I went over and gave him a hug and said hello to my little brother and two sisters who happened to be in the room playing cards on the floor. 

My mom asked where I had been. I just shrugged my shoulders and said I went to the mall and then over to a friend’s house. I know it really didn’t matter what friend’s house I said I was over at if asked cause while no one was drunk, it also appeared no one was feeling any pain either including my mom. 

I visited with everyone for a few minutes and then excused myself. I explained that I wanted to go to bed for I had to get up early cause I was going down to the YMCA to play some basketball with some of my friends (Andrew and I often went to the Y on Saturday’s and Holidays so it was no big deal) and then would probably hang out at the mall again. I explained to everyone in the room that the Y was only opened till noon cause they were closing early on New Year’s Eve.

My mom then said , “Don’t forget to be home by six, Robby, so you can get dressed (meaning tie and sport coat)--we need to be at your Uncle Jim’s house around seven o’clock. 

When I asked my mom how many people were coming to the New Year’s Eve get together, my Dad answered instead and said he thought about 60 people or so like usual.

Normally there were about 50 people in our family that would get together on New Year’s plus around 10 extra people family members would bring along for one reason or the other. Like my parents were bringing our next-door neighbor, Jim to the party because his wife was out of town due to a family emergency. And over the years, we even had quite a few priests attend-- especially those that my dad and uncles hung out with down at the Knights Of Columbus bar.

So finally, I said goodnight to everyone, excused myself, and went up stairs to my room.

When I hit the pillow ,the first thought that came to mind was if there was any morsel of doubt about me being straight, that had now all evaporated given my hot-steamy encounter with Father Williams. 

The second thought that came to mind was just how much I enjoyed having homosexual encounters. Again, in my mind not only was it far more exciting than with a female, but it seemed so dark and seedy which I guess is what made it seem so much more thrilling to me.

I had a hard time sleeping that night even though I was dead tired. I think I was so excited about the next day I kept tossing and turning. I wondered if Father Williams was having that same problem I was having that night. 

When I woke up the next morning the house was dead quite. Everyone was still sleeping. I rolled over on my side and looked across the room. My little brother was in a dead sleep with one leg still on the floor. I often wondered about him. Several years back he had this little buddy he met in Sunday School. They became close and would always hang out together. When his friend would come over they would sometimes play in the detached garage we had converted into a room for my older brothers. A few days after they had played in it, my mom asked me to go straighten the room because we were going to have some company stay there the following weekend. When I was vacuuming the carpet, I noticed a small jar of Vaseline under one of the beds and knew it had recently been put there cause I had rearranged all the furniture only two weeks before. But I never said anything and just forgot all about it. I figured if anything my little brother and his friend might just have been experimenting. 

Anyway, I quickly looked over at the clock. It was already 7:00 AM. I hopped out of bed quietly and went into the bathroom. As I sat on the pot, I could really feel the protrusion in my hole from Father Williams’ cock. But again it was a good soreness and the sting wasn’t anywhere near as bad as the morning after when Andrew’s father first bent me over and fucked me in the utility room and then again in the shower.

I relieved myself really well cause I felt so fudge-packed and then took a nice long hot shower. When I got out, I toweled myself really well and then blow-dried my hair. I powered my nuts really well with baby powder so that they would be all pretty smelling for Father Williams, splashed some Polo on my face and grabbed of stick of deodorant. Once I rolled some on my underarms, I went over to my closet and grabbed a pair of boxers, blue-jeans and a dark flannel shirt along with a blue sweater. After I got dressed, I hit the kitchen and made a quick cup of instant coffee to get the old blood pumping. I downed my coffee, grabbed my jacket and headed out the door. 

My timing could couldn’t have been more perfect for no sooner had I turned the corner when I could see the bus coming down the street. I ran down to the bus stop and waited for its arrival.

When it pulled up, I hopped on and went straight to the back. I was hoping there wasn’t anyone on the bus who recognized me cause I didn’t want anyone to see me getting off in front of the Red Roster Inn. I lucked out! There were only a few old ladies sitting up front cause it was so early and it was the holidays. 

When the bus dropped me off about 15 minutes later, I crossed the street and made my way over to the motel. My heart was pounding and I was nervous about someone seeing me. I quickly walked into the gift shop, but Father Williams was not there. When I looked at my watch, I was about 10 minutes early. So I went over to the newsstand and grabbed a magazine burying my face deep in it so no one could see me.

About ten minutes or so had gone by when sure enough Father Williams walked in. He looked as cute as he did the day before if not more. He was wearing nice semi-tight blue jeans, yellow button down oxford pin-point shirt and a brown pullover sweater. He looked around for a moment until he spotted me at the back. He gave me a drop-dead smile (dimples and all) and then walked up next to me pretending he was looking for a newspaper. He quickly grabbed one, slipped me a note and then walked over to cashier to pay for the paper as well as some gum he picked up by the resister.

After he walked out, I looked at his note. It said : Room 3-K.

I waited for about five minutes and put the magazine back on the stand. As I was walking out, I noticed bottles of baby lotion on the far counter. I remembered how much I like it when Andrew’s father fucked me in the shower using that stuff so I quickly purchased a small one and walked out into the lobby of the hotel.

Carefully, I looked in both directions and then headed over to the elevators. I pushed the button and when the doors opened, I hurried in hoping no one was behind me. No sooner was the door about to close when a man stuck his arm in and stopped hem. The doors reopened and he stepped in. Right away my heart started pounding. But I didn't know him and he pushed the button for second floor. Given I was going to the third, I began to relax. The instant he stepped off, I hit the “ close door” button and the elevator headed up. When the door opened, I walked out and carefully looked down both hallways. I couldn’t see anyone other than a elderly gentleman walking towards the elevators from the West hallway. But the room I was headed to was in the East wing. So I headed down that hallway until I came to 3-K just like the note said. 

Just before I knocked on the door, I looked both ways once again just to make double sure no one was around. I knocked only once and within seconds Father Williams opened it. He had a big smile on his face and hurried me into the room. Soon as he closed the door, he chained it which made me feel a whole lot better. Now I could relax.

As I looked around for a second, I could see that it was a cozy room --nothing fancy , but certainly well maintained with a king-size bed, a small table, two wooden chairs, a color TV and a standard motel bathroom with its own shower. As my eyes glanced over at the closet, I was quickly reminded that he was a priest for hanging on a rack was what I called a priest’s uniform which included black slacks, black leather belt and a black shirt along with a white priest’s collar. While I didn’t ask, I was sure he was going to wear it to the party he was going to that night cause all priests wore that kind of garb at public or private gatherings. 

He chuckled and asked, “ No one saw you did they?”

I shook my head that no one had as I set the bag of baby lotion on the table .

He replied very satisfied, “Hey Great, now how about a kiss, Robby, cause I need one from you.”

Well of course I put my arms around him and he put his around me. We held each other tightly as our lips met and he inserted his tongue deep into my mouth. But unlike any other time we kissed, this time was by far the best. For one thing I felt like I knew him now. And I could literally smell him--I could smell the baby shampoo in his hair, the fresh & masculine scent of the after shave he was wearing and the sport’s deodorant he had on. I knew I was starting to fall in love with him, but this time, I didn’t care. I wanted him and I wanted him badly. I figured it was a new year and what better way to start it off than to fall in love with someone I really liked.

After our lips parted we didn’t say anything. Something had come over us and we both knew it. He could read my mind and within seconds was undressing me. I stood there with my arms at my sides and allowed him to remove my sweater, shirt, shoes and socks. Slowly, he then unbuckled my belt and pulled my jeans & boxers down to my ankles. From there I stepped out of them feeling so sensual inside exposing my smooth naked body to a fully clothed man again. Of course I was razor hard as we embraced and went back to kissing.

Father Williams began to toy with my cock & nuts with one hand while he rubbed his other all over my bare butt. And as always, I felt right in my own element by allowing an older man to fondle my young smooth naked body while he kissed me. The submissive feeling was by far more powerful than at anytime with him or Andrew’s father and did I ever treasure the docile & effeminate like feeling. 

About a minute had gone by when he placed his hands on my waist and sat down in one of the wooden chairs. He pulled me towards him until I was sitting on his lap again with my feet flat on the floor facing him. Only this time it was more exciting cause I was completely naked and he was clothed. 

Right away I knew what he wanted. He wanted to kiss & suck on my nipples again which I was more than happy to accommodate his request. So I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and he instantly began kissing them back and forth. He had gotten me super horny and I began to thrust my rock-hard dick into his stomach as I could feel my cock-head rub up against the soft wool from his sweater. The feeling was incredible and I began to go faster and faster as he began to suck both my nipples going back and forth between them every few seconds or so.

I knew if I didn’t stop soon, I was going to cum all over us again. But by now, I just couldn’t stop. He had taken me beyond the point of no return by the inconceivable way he was sucking me and by the awesome sensation I was experiencing pumping my cock-head into his soft wool sweater. I figured he knew what was going to happen or why else would he had taken me to this heated extreme to begin with?

Sure enough, I was right, for when I moaned out that I was about to cum, he sucked my right nipple has hard as he could and inserted a finger into my boy-beaver. And like the previous night, I exploded all over us while I struggled desperately to catch my breath. Father Williams held me tightly because my body was shaking violently as warm cum kept spewing out of my teenage body.

It took me almost a full minute to come back down to earth after my intense orgasm. When I finally caught my breath and began to calm, he wiped some cum from his sweater and placed it up to his mouth. He licked it off and then wiped up another gob and this time held it up to my mouth. He said, “ Here Robby taste this.” 

Before I could say a word, he inserted his finger full of cum into my mouth. He leaned over and deep frenched me. Now we were both relishing the seed that had come out of my body and was now in our mouths. It was certainly an intimate moment. 

As I remained seated on his lap facing him we got into somewhat of a lengthy conversation about the evening before. We both learned that nether of us got much sleep cause we were so excited about today. Then I told him all about how I caught the bus over to the motel and how I was sure no one had seen me. 

Just after we gave one another a quick kiss he looked at the bag on the table and said , “ “What’s this?”

When he reached into it, he pulled out the small bottle of baby lotion I had purchased.

He gave me somewhat of a devilish smile followed by a wink and said, “Oh Robby- you little devil you.”

I just smiled back as I leaned over to give him a quick kiss on his lips and said, “Well, I can’t help it---I like that stuff”. 

Without saying a word he popped the top and poured some lotion onto his finger. He reached around and inserted one up into my boy-beaver. As he began fingering me, he whispered,” Does that feel good, sweetboy?”

I squeezed the back of his neck and replied, “Oh yea ---it feels really good---keep on doing it.”

Just before he lubbed his finger up again, I helped him pull off his sweater. And after he inserted his finger back into me, I unbuttoned his shirt. It was time to get his clothes off cause I knew his snake was dying to get out of those jeans and fuck me.