Date: Mon, 10 Feb 2014 15:20:06 -0500
From: Jonwhite808 <jonwhite808@yahoo.com>
Subject: Minister Goes to Heaven

			  MINISTER GOES TO HEAVEN

 All characters, locations and circumstances In this story are entirely
fictional.

 Matthew the minister and Paul the school geometry teacher/counsellor were
discussing some of their knottier counseling cases on the three hour drive
to the conference. It was a long drive and they had to leave home at 6 AM
but the course was dirt cheap and Paul had booked a motel room they could
share so this looked like a teaching opportunity they could afford.

 After the afternoon break, the slide on the screen above the speaker read:
"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men
holding guns than holding hands?" Ernest Gaines. The subject of that
session was counseling the gay community. There was a cocktail hour which
Matt particularly enjoyed since he never drank in public at home, and he
continued with many glasses of wine at dinner. On the way to the motel Matt
thought the subject of bisexuality ( we are all bisexual and everyone is
gay to a certain degree) was intriguing and to Paul the studies showing the
most vociferous the homophobe, the more likely he was to be repressing his
large degree of homosexuality.

 They checked into the motel at 9:15 and found their room had only a single
queen sized bed. No surprise to Paul, since he booked the room that way,
and the place was sold out so they had to make do. They donned pajamas,
climbed into bed, found the TV offerings awful and scrolled thru the movies
on the motel menu. Paul stopped at "Boy Meets His First Love XXX" and said
"Now that looks interesting."

 "What? That looks like homosexual pornography! I can't watch that, it
would be sin!" Said the minister.

 Paul: "Hey, Matt, we're her to learn something about counseling boys. All
boys. And besides if it gets too rough we can always turn it off. Think
about it. This is an ideal opportunity we might never have again. We're out
of town, nobody will know what we're watching and we ought to think of this
as an education we need to understand the gay psyche."

 Matt said, "I hear what you're saying, but it is wrong, wrong, Wrong!"

 Paul: "Methinks, Sire, thou protesteth overly. Mayhap there be gay
sentiments fighting to reach the surface?" Matt sat scowling as Paul began
the movie. It was a well done show about two boys from broken homes
(divorce in one case and father lost in auto accident in the other) who
meet in a chess club at school, become friends, and share their hurts and
longings. Matt and Paul were silent, both enjoying the film, and then came
the time when one boy began to suck the other's cock. Paul got hard first
and Matt could hardly miss seeing the tent in his pajamas. Then Matt's
pajamas rose, and rose and rose.  Paul smiled: the minister had a very
large dick! A few minutes later Paul shifted his position and his cock
popped out of their tent. Paul was smiling. Matt was pretending to be
watching the movie, but in fact his were cranked over watching Paul's organ
bob with each heartbeat. In only a minute or two Paul saw the wet spot on
Matt's pajamas begin to spread and realized his bed partner was leaking
precum. He reached over and adjusted Matt's pajama bottom to let his pecker
emerge. Wow, it was a big one with an even larger bright red helmet
dripping precum. Matt didn't move to tuck it back in, so Paul, emboldened,
wrapped his hand around that big tool and began to slowly, gently, stroke
it. Then he picked up Matt's hand and placed it on his now leaking
tool. Matt pulled his hand away, then looked over at Paul's cock and
slowly, as though a external force he couldn't control was moving him,
began to stroke Paul's stone hard cock. "Oh, Matt, that feels so good I
don't ever want it to stop."

      Matt had never had another hand on his cock. His wife never even
touched it. The sensation was heavenly and totally unlike that he felt on
the rare occasions he masturbated. He moved his hand down to fondle Paul's
gonads. They weren't as large as his, but equally firm and Paul was
obviously enjoying it as much as he was.  The combination of sensory input
was enough to drive him quickly to the brink of orgasm. "Oh Paul, I'm going
to ejaculate soon." He said, and Paul slowed his hand to a crawl. "I'm
close.....I'm so close..." Paul watched the minister's toes curl, his legs
stiffen, and then with an "ooohhhHhhhhh GOD!", his cock swelled even more
and a jet of precum arced up to land just under his chin. Paul counted
eight more spurts, all flying well up Matt's heaving chest, before the dick
in his hand became quiet, just seeping a little dishwater thin trickle of
cum.

    Matt came back to earth when Paul said, "Hey, don't forget about me."
Matt's hand returned to it's task, and the minister liked the new sensation
of touching and stroking another man's penis. It didn't last long before
Paul began to moan. 'I'm gonna cum pretty quick. Oh,man you can play my
organ any time. I'm close, so close, oh, ohhh, O, OOOOAAARRRGGHHHH!" Matt
felt his dick throb in his hand and let go to watch what happened; needless
to say he had never watched another man's orgasm. Paul's back arched,
lifting his butt off the bed and cum began to gush from his impossibly
swollen cockhead. Matt was mesmerized watching the jizz pour out of the
leaping dick before him. Paul didn't shoot quite as much or near as far as
Matt, but it was a goodly load.

    They watched the movie to the end and Paul noted with a smile that the
minister's cock rose again when the boys were in a 69 sucking cocks.

    Matt's dream was that an Angel was beside him with wings brought
forward to gently massage his penis. It was delightful, but then he thought
"Is this what goes on in heaven?" His eyes popped open and there before him
not six inches away was Paul's very erect cock. He stared at it, fascinated
by the way it bobbed up and down a little bit with each heartbeat and an
inch long string of precum swung back and forth with each bob.

     Paul looked down and saw that Matt was awake and staring at his
hardon. "Hey Matt. Don't I remember from the Bible something like 'Do unto
others as thou wouldst have them do unto you' , or somesuch?"

     Matt was thinking, "Well, what the hey, in for a dime, in for a
dollar." He'd never tasted precum, not even his own. He stuck out his
tongue and licked the clear drop , smacked his lips and decided it was
delicious; a litle salty and a little sweet. Tentatively, he took Paul's
cockhead into his mouth and that tasted nice too. He began to suck and
tried to do with his mouth what Paul was doing to him. All too soon, he
felt that tightening in his groin and the building pressure behind his
balls that portended his forthcumming orgasm. Then, wham! He felt the hot
cum zzzzip down his straining cock and reflexively rammed his organ deep
into Paul's throat.  Paul tried to swallow his manjuice, but it was too
much too fast to swallow so he pulled away to watch the last four spurts
erupting from the jerking dick before him. When Matt came back to earth he
again took Paul's pecker back into his mouth and now, uninvolved with the
sensations from his own unit, sucked with even greater pleasure.

      "Wow, I never would have guessed how great it feels to have oral
sex.", Paul lied. "I want this to last forever, but I'm about to pop." Matt
in the last few minutes had made his mind up to swallow Paul's
ejaculate. He liked the taste of precum so much, he wanted to try the main
course on the menu. He slowed down to prolong the preorgasmic ecstasy he
had enjoyed so much but that lasted only a few seconds until he felt the
first warm gush of Paul's cumload wash across his tongue. He swallowed the
lot with only a few dribbles leaking down his cheek. It tasted good, but
not as complex or nice as precum. He wanted to taste more of that!

     They rode home holding hands and so began a relationship that would
last for decades.

				  THE END