Page 10 of Gay Sex Club Collection

The kneeling man pulled away, his lips swollen, his breath ragged. He kept his submissive pose perfectly. “Have I atoned, Father?”

“No.” The priest took a step back, and with his huge cock still hanging out, he inspected the man before him. “You’re aroused, which tells me you show no remorse.”

He bowed his head. “I’m sorry, Father.”

“Release your cock from your jeans.”

The man did.

“Stroke yourself.”

The man did. His cock was so hard, the head a vivid purple. He swept his palm across the head, smearing precome to slick each pump of his wrist. His hand was slow and steady, pulling down and twisting over the head. He still knelt, but his hips flexed, and I wasn’t sure if he was stroking his cock or fucking his fist. Maybe both.

“You’re not sorry,” the priest said.

A low moan filled the room. “No.”

“Do you want to atone for your sins?”

“Yes, yes,” the man moaned, stroking himself faster. “Please.”

“Stop pleasuring yourself.”

He did.

“Stand up.”

He did.

“Get undressed,” the priest demanded. “Show me the sin of your flesh.”

The priest watched intently as the man stripped, neatly folding his clothes as he did. When the man was naked, he stood with his feet apart, his head bowed, and his hands hanging free by his sides. “Mmm,” the priest hummed, appraising his body. “I can see why other men want to touch you.”

“I try to fight it, Father,” he said, his voice almost a whisper. His cock was now a painful purplish blue.

“I will help you atone for your sins.”

“How?”

“Get on the bed,” the priest commanded. “On your back and offer your ass to me.”

As the man did as he was instructed, the priest collected a bottle of lube from the shelf. There was no condom. I double-checked the paperwork in front of me, and yes, “bareback, internal come” was clearly selected. I bit back a moan—watching a man come deep in another man’s ass was one of my favorite scenes.

I thought the priest might undress also, but he didn’t. The part of it being with a priest was obviously key for the man on the bed. The priest’s thick and heavy cock hung free from his black trousers, eagerly waiting for the ass that was ready for him on the bed.

The priest slicked his cock with lube and inspected the proffered, puckered ass before him. The man was on his back, legs spread and raised to his chest. His hips and ass were off the bed, giving the priest easier access.

The priest knelt on the bed and poured lube over the man’s perineum. He slid a finger inside him easily, making him moan. “I can see how much you like a man’s cock buried inside you. Carnal wickedness has left you open to the perils of sin.”

The man stroked himself. “Please help me, Father.”

Holding the base of his cock, the priest aligned the head at the man’s hole. “I will wash you clean,” he murmured. “I will take your sins from you.”

The man moaned long and loud as the priest pushed into him. Every inch of his huge cock slid into his ass, until the priest fell forward onto his hands at the side of the man’s face.

The man’s eyes were wide, his mouth was open and he made a strange keening sound, full to the hilt with cock. His legs splayed out, wanting, giving his whole body to the man inside him.

Then the priest began to fuck him. Hard and perfect, each thrust speared his cock into that more-than-willing ass. “I can see why men like to fuck you,” he rasped. “So tight, but you can take every inch of me.”

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