Date: Tue, 06 Dec 2005 14:30:40 -0500
From: m yonge <myonge@hotmail.com>
Subject: What if: The Reverend

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Mike



INTRODUCTION TO THE SERIES:  What if?:  Have you ever  asked that
question?  Have you ever wondered what life would have been like
if at any particular time things had turned out differently?  As
I grow older I find my self wondering more and more what would
have happened if I had done this instead of that and so on.

I think we can all look back over our lives and point to specific
times or incidents that were turning point moments in our lives.
They were times that we were put in the position to make a
decision to go one way or another.  And we wonder 'Had things
turned out differently or if we or others had made different
choices in our lives how would it have turned out?'  Who knows
how they might have turned out?  But it  is certainly a source of
much fantasy

I can think of numerous circumstances, incidents and choices that
I made at various times in my life, that had I moved in a
different  direction, I might well not be where I find myself in
today.

That is what this series is about..  What could have happened?
Sometimes they were indeed life altering decisions.  Sometimes
it is just something that could have happened, or looking back I
would have liked to have happened.

At any rate I hope you enjoy these little flights of fancy with
me.






Chapter 2 The Reverend

When I was about seventeen or eighteen I was quite involved in
the church.  I was a member of the United Church (of Canada) in
our community and I was going to the Baptist Church Young Peoples
group.  I have always enjoyed discussion on doctrine and digging
for the true meaning of the scriptures.  (Don't worry this is not
a "Christian Story" I'm just setting the stage.)  Around that
time the United Church came out with what they called "The New
curriculum" which pretty much lined up with their very liberal
Christian views about the Bible, basically relegating it to
mythology.  Because if my ties to the Baptist Church I left the
United Church because of my opposition to this liberal view of
the Bible.  Before I did that though my folks insisted that I
talk to the minister to se if we could resolve my concerns.

The Minister at the time was a young man in his twenties. Looking
back, I'm pretty sure that he was gay, and that his "cousin" who
was living with him was not so likely his cousin as his lover.
This is where my "What If" Story jumps off from.

I hopped off my bike and walked up the Manse front door.  The
manse was what we would today call a townhouse, back then we
called them row houses.  I rang the door bell and bob, the
Reverend's "cousin" answered and let me in.  "Alvin" He called
into the house as I stepped into the front hall.  Bob led me into
the small living room and told me to sit.

Moments later Reverend (My mother always taught us to respect the
office of the minister and address him properly) walked into the
room.  He was dressed in a tee shirt and jeans.   I remember
thinking "wow" I also remember thinking "Where did that thought
come from?"

He sat down right be side me on the chesterfield "So Mike how are
you?  Your mother said you wanted to talk to me about something"

He was sitting a little closer than I was comfortable with but I
couldn't move away from where I was sitting.

"Uh yeah, like I'm really, well I don't like the "New curriculum"
Reverend Joseph."

"Ah" he said, "first off Mike, call me Al ok?  This Reverent
stuff is ok on Sunday but it is just you and me here so you can
call me Al, ok?

"Uh Ok."

"So what is it that you don't like?"

"Well it makes the Bible out to be a bunch of myths. if you can't
believe the Bible then you can believe in God because the Bible
is the basis for what we know about God"

"Wow" he said.  "You have been thinking about this haven't you?"

I nodded.  We talked for about an hour or more, passing ideas
back and forth.  I had to leave but did agree to come back and
talk some more the following evening which was a Sunday (there
were no evening services at our church).  I had to consider if I
would or not but decided that I would, even though it would mean
missing Young Peoples and the evening service at the Baptist
Church.  I had actually enjoyed talking with him.  Bob had served
us some cookies and tea as we talked.  Al never moved from where
he was sitting and I eventually didn't notice that I was
uncomfortable.

Mum was happy that meeting had gone so well, and was pleased that
I was going back the following evening.  I was actually looking
forward the visit.  On Sunday afternoon he called me and told me
that he wanted pick me up and invite me for supper and make an
evening of it.  He would bring me home.  I figured that he was
trying to soften me up so I would not leave the church; I was to
find out that he as not trying to 'soften' me up at all, rather
the opposite

I thought it was great anyway and quickly agreed.  What teenager
would turn down a free meal?

When I got into his car about 4:30 that evening he reached out
his hand to take mine.  "Hi Mike! I'm glad you said yes, Bob has
been cooking up a storm all afternoon."  He laughed "I love it
when we get company for a meal, he loves to cook and show off his
skills and we get to eat real good"

I laughed but noticed that he was still holding my hand.  He let
go and we took off to the manse. As we got out of the car a few
minutes later and were walking up the path he put his arm over my
shoulder.  "I enjoyed our talk yesterday Mike, it is good to talk
to someone that has thought things through. And it is refreshing
that you are so young and thinking things through to the level
you are.

His arm over my shoulder gave me a warm tingling feeling that was
not at all unpleasant.  It was subconsciously perplexing but I
just wasn't sure what was perplexing about it.  At any rate I
didn't make any attempt to remove his arm and neither did he
until we got to the door and he let me into the house ahead of
him, his hand now on my lower back guiding me.

The house was filled with a marvellous melange of warm odours
coming from the kitchen.  Bob looked up at us as we came in and
greeted us with a huge grin.  "

"Wow it smells great in here" I said

"I hope it is as good as it smells" Bob replied obviously pleased
at my comment" It should be ready in about ten minutes, why don't
you guys go into the living room"

Al again with his hand on my shoulder guided me into the living
room. And over to the chesterfield again where we sat down at an
angle facing each other.  This time Al was just slightly closer
than he was the day before.  Close enough that our knees were
touching.

"So Mike aside from what we talked about yesterday how are things
with you?  You have a girl friend?  School ok? You play any
sports?" He rattled of all three questions one right after the
other and then laughed putting his hand on my knee.  "I guess I
should let you answer huh?"

I laughed too.  "Yeah"  I looked down at his hand, but he didn't
move it.

"Well I guess thing are ok, don't like school much" I replied.

"No sports? Or girl friend?"  He asked His hand was still on my
knee.  I was feeling a little warm now; again it wasn't entirely
unpleasant but a bit more perplexing

"No not much into sports" I said moving my leg a bit.  He took
his hand back

"I wasn't either." He replied.

I sat back just slightly so our knees were not touching anymore.
He smiled at me.

He put his hand back on my knee. well a little above my knee.
"I'm sorry I'm told that I get too close to people sometime.  Bob
is always warning me about that, I don't mean to get into your
space."

"Uh that's ok "I said not know what else to say

"You're a pretty good looking young man Mike, I love your blue
eyes, they are really bright tonight."  He suddenly said.

"Oh uh. thanks"

"Your girl friend must tell you that all the time" He looked at
me questioningly

"Well I uh . don't really have a girl friend. I have a good
friend that is a girl but well we're not really boy friend and
girl friend, uh . like we don't kiss or anything"  I couldn't
believe that I added the last sentence.  I blushed and bowed my
head with a silly grin on my face.

He laughed and his hand slid up to about mid leg and patted my
leg.  "That's ok Mike understand.  I never could get to that
stage either.  Never found I wanted to kiss a girl" I looked back
up at him

"Me either, I really like Melissa and sometimes think that we
might even get married someday but then .well it just doesn't
feel right you know?"

He grinned at me "Yeah I know, It's like you should want to but
you don't, doesn't make sense does it?"

His hand was still on my leg actually rubbing it gently.

"Do you have any other friends?"  He asked

My eyes lit up (so he told me later)  "Yeah there is my real good
friend Jordie, he is a real nice guy, my best friend"

"Really?  A real good friend huh?  Do you hang around a lot?"

Just then Bob came in and told us that supper was ready.  I
looked up as Bob spoke and noticed him glance quickly at Al's
hand on my leg. I thought I saw a glimmer of a smile.  We both
got up and went into the dining room.  Bob had put out a spread
that could have fed a dozen people.  There was a roast chicken
and a roast of beef.  There was a mountain of mashed potatoes and
at least four different vegetables.  On the counter I noticed a
couple pies and a cake.

"WOW!  Are there more people coming?"  I said  "This looks
fantastic!!"

Bob laughed and beamed with pride.

That I ate well that night was an understatement

I was put at one end of the dining table while Bob and  Al sat
opposite each other on either side of me.  Bob had arranged the
food basically at one end of the table, while we sat at the
other.  He served us.  The result of the seating arrangement was
that one of my legs were frequently throughout the meal was
touching either Bob's of Al's.  Neither man seemed to object.
The first time my knee came in contact with Bob's I said  "sorry"

He smiled "  Oh don't worry about it .. This table is a little
crowded, I guess I should have put the leaf in"

He grinned at me and over at Al who was smiling back.

"So Mike tell me about your friend . Jordie is it?  What does he
look like?"

I was eager to talk about Jordie because as I look back I was in
love with Jordie at the time, I just didn't really realize it.  I
thought however it was a strange question, 'What does he look
like"

Anyway I began to tell them about Jordie. he was about as tall as
me and maybe a little heavier.  He had thick red hair, and was
quite good looking.  As I was relating this to them I noticed
that there was eye contact between Al and Bob.  I also felt
occasionally Al, or Bob's leg making contact and then moving up
and down slightly against mine.  The upshot of it, my describing
my friend and their contact I found my self squirming a little in
my seat because of a very solid erection that had developed.

"He sounds like a good friend Mike"  said Bob touching my arm.

"He is I really like him"  I replied

"Almost sounds like you're in love with him"  Laughed Al jokingly

I felt the heat suddenly rush up to my face as I realized the way
I had gone on about Jordie it probably did sound like that
"No.. I . I . Well he is .. He is just a real good friend"  I
stammered.

Al laughed and took hold  of my arm  "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to
embarrass you.  It is ok you know to have boys for friends.most
of my friends over the years have been boys and young men"  He
squeezed my arm.

Bob joined in at this point as well  "We find that you can talk
about things with other guys that you can't talk about with
girls, like things that are happening to your body in guys your
age.  Do you talk to Jordie about stuff like that?"

I nodded, "well some stuff, like how I need to shave now, like
almost every day"

"Yeah and things like sex and what is going on inside you"  Al
added

Now that really blew me away . He was a Minister!   He shouldn't
be talking about things like that . I know I blushed deep red as
I stared at him.

I shook my head  "I don't talk to him about stuff like that.it
wouldn't be right, we don't talk about s.sex"

Both men were still lightly holding my arm  "Why is it wrong
Mike?  Sex is a normal process of life, there is nothing wrong or
dirty about it."  Bob said

"Yes Mike, God built in each of us the need to live sexual lives,
like the need to masturbate, it is not sin, it is taking care of
sexual needs, that is why you have had wet dreams"

The look on my face at the last sentence I'm sure confirmed to Al
that I had at least had wet dream.

"You see Mike each of us needs a friend to talk to about these
things and help each other out."  He looked over at Bob  "Bob and
I help each other out,"   He let that hang

I looked from one to the other.  I could feel their legs against
mine.

"Mike have you ever masturbated with another man before?"  Al
asked softly

 I shook my head and backed out from the table abit.  "Isn't that
homosexual?!"  I asked rather anxiously

"Well David and Jonathan in the Bible I'm sure did it.  They were
together you know.  They loved each other.  David said that he
loved Jonathan with a love that exceeded that of a woman."

I couldn't argue that point with him and in my very erect state
in the highly sexually charged atmosphere I was in right now I
didn't dare stand up to leave.


"It's ok Mike "  bob said gently rubbing my arm  "This is a good
thing that Al is talking about, and we would really like to help
you.. to be your friends that you can come to with this.  We know
what it is like to have these needs and we can help you take care
of them"

I was far beyond reason now  so that when Bob spoke next .  "Al,
why don't you take Mike into your  office and talk some more
while I clean up here".  I could not refuse.

Al led the way to his office.  We went in and he shut the door,
and sat down on the chair by his desk.  I sat down in one of the
other chairs.  His chair was on wheels and he wheeled up to mew
so that his knees were touching mine.  "Mike. I know this is
going a little fast for you but I just want you to know that
there is nothing wrong with this.  Bob and I just want to help
you.  Boys your age need someone they can talk to freely about
stuff like this and I want you to know that I understand what you
are going through"  he was leaning forward as he said this with
his hand on my leg.  I was feeling so extremely hot.

"I.. Uh know. but .."  was about all I could come out with.  As
we had walked to the office I had been able to rearrange my penis
to a more comfortable position.  It was so very hard, it actually
ached

"Mike have you ever done anything with another boy, like showed
him yours or touched his.?"

I had to tell the truth so I nodded.

He smiled, "Was it good?"

I nodded again.  His hand was gently rubbing up and down my leg,
every now and then coming a bit closer to my crotch.  My eyes
were now fixed on this hand.  Cold sweat was trickling down my
side from my armpits.

"You see there is nothing wrong with that Mike" he assured me.
Did you do anything other than touch each other?"

"No. we just touched sir"

My throat was so dry

"Can I show you something that feels real good?"

"OK"  I wasn't sure it was ok but I said "ok"

"Lean back, stretch your legs out, Mike and close your eyes"  He
instructed

I looked questioningly at him

"Its 'ok " he said softly with a smile  "I won't do anything to
hurt you, it's alright, there is nothing wrong with what I'm
going to do.  Ok?"

I closed my eyes and stretched out as he instructed.  I felt his
hands on the belt of my pants and then I felt his hand pulling
down my zipper.  The feel of his hand rubbing against my cock
through the material of my pants almost made me cum.  I know I
gasped a little, but I kept my eyes closed.

I heard the door open.  My eyes fluttered open to see Bob come
in. He grinned at me  "It's ok Mike, it's just me"  he said
with gentle fingers he closed my eyes  again.

"Just keep your eyes closed Mike, we're going to have you lie
down' on the floor."  It was Al's voice

I heard the door open and some chairs being moved as I stood up.
I opened my eyes a bit and saw bob putting a chair outside.
"There now we have more room"   Bob whispered in my ear from
behind me.  As I stood there, I felt my pants being lowered and
removed from me. Then Bob whispered in my ear again "We're just
going to make it easier ok Mike?"

As he said that, I felt him unbutton my shirt and then remove it.
I was shivering not from cold but nerves.  He hugged me close
from behind.  I felt him caress my chest and gently pinch my
nipples.  I heard myself moan in spite of myself.  I was so
highly aroused now that they could have done anything to me.

Al spoke again as Bob continued to hold me from behind.  "Mike,
I'm just going to lower your shorts now"  I felt his hands slide
up my legs across my hard leaking rod.  His fingers hooked on to
the top of my shorts and I felt them being lowered.  As my penis
sprang loose, both men gasped softly.  Bob whispered in my ear.
"That is a beautiful penis you have there Mike, it is gorgeous."
His hand slid down my belly to take hold of it.  I almost
collapsed, my knees gave way as I moaned out loud.  Bob held me
but with Al lowered me to the ground.

All this time my eyes were still closed, I could not believe how
good I was feeling.  What I was feeling then could not begin to
compare to what was about to happen.  I lay down on my back.  I
heard some other noise that could only be the sound of clothes
being removed.  Now I didn't dare open my eyes.

That was to change.  "Ok Mike."  I heard Al say.  I felt my legs
being move apart some and then the touch of skin, someone's knees
coming between them. "I'm going to so something that will make
you feel like you have never felt before."

I know my cock was standing straight up it was so hard.  What I
felt next caused my eyes to pop wide open.  Something hot and wet
enveloped my cock.  At first I saw a very naked Bob kneeling at
my head, his hands teasing my nipples.  As my eyes focused (about
a half second passing) toward my member I could only see the top
of Al's head , slowly moving down.  My hands moving all by
themselves reached down as my fingers entangled themselves  in
his hair, as with a loud groan of the most incredible pleasure my
hips pushed up and I released and phenomenal eruption of cum deep
into his mouth.

"That's it my boy"  Bob said softly  "that's it.  Wasn't that
great?"

OHHHnnnnnnn"  was the only response I could make as I nodded my
head.

Al continued to suck on me until I had to push on his head to
stop.  HE looked up with a big smile.  "That is what I meant
Mike, did you like it?"  He stretched himself up on top of me so
that we were lying face to face.  He kissed me lightly at first
and then more firmly.  I took his kiss and when  I felt his
tongue begging entry at my lips I eagerly opened to him.  We
kissed deeply.  There as no hesitation on my part as my hands
travelled over his bare back .  I could not get close enough to
him, I held him tight to me.  Then  I reached back and looking up
motioned of Bob to join us.  I didn't know what I wanted him to
do, I just didn't want him left out of this.  As he manoeuvred
himself about I saw his beautiful member coming past me.  I
reached for it and took it in my hand.  Al and I broke off our
kiss.  I reached up and pulled Bob's face down to mine and kissed
him.  Then I said to both of them  "Thank you for this it is so
wonderful"

Both helped me to my feet  "I think we should go somewhere more
comfortable don't you?"  Al said to Bob and me

We gathered our clothes together and they led me upstairs to the
bedroom.  In the room I turned and kissed Bob as we stood there.
Our tongues were quickly sparring together.  My cock was starting
to recover Bob's was extremely hard and had slide between my
legs.  It felt so hot there.

Al broke us up long enough to lead us to the bed.

"So Mike when the guys at school talk about their girlfriend
giving them a blow job, what I did to you downstairs was a blow
job.  When they talk about French kissing, that is what you and
Bob were just doing."

I smiled at him. " It was incredible Rev.  uh Al, I would like to
learn how to do that too"

Al looked over at Bob "we thought you might Mike, we hoped you
might"  He leaned over and kissed me again.  I could feel hands
touching me all over.  I decided to get into the action as well
and my hands found both cocks and I was quickly stroking both of
them.  It was so erotic hearing them gasping and groaning out
their pleasure.  They now lay back to give me better access.  I
sat up and got on my knees between them so that I was level with
there most erect members.  Bob was definitely bigger than both Al
and I.  Al's looked to be about the same size as mine.  Both men
were oozing copious amounts of that slippery liquid that comes
before the main event.

"So what do I do?"
Al sat up on his elbows.  "Lick your lips and make them wet. then
just go down on Bob. let his cock slide into your mouth.  Keep
your lips covering your teeth so that you don't hurt him"  He
instructed.

I looked at Bob who was smiling expectantly up at me.  I licked
my lips and leaning forward and holding his penis in my hand I
let if slide as directed into my mouth.  It tasted and smelled so
exquisite.  I took in as much as I could until I gagged and had
to pull back.

"That's ok Mike"  bob's had was on the back of my head.  "I gag
when I go too deep on Al.  Just take as much as you can, and move
up and down on me.  It feels really good, you are doing just
fine.

I continued on, sucking and licking and taking his member in my
mouth again and again.  I must have been doing ok because Bob was
groaning and writhing on the bed encouraging me on.  I continued
on for several minutes. Al and Bob both were telling me that I
was doing a great job.  I think Al couldn't wait for his turn.
At one point I noticed that he was stroking himself.  I reached
over and stopped him, not letting go of Bob's fantastic rod.

Suddenly I felt Bob's fingers gripping my head as he said
"OOOhhnnnnn I'm going to cum!"  I knew the moment of truth had
come.  I have a very active gag reflex.  I wasn't sure that I
would be able to take his cum.  I really wanted to.

Bob tried to pull away but I hung on for grim death shaking my
head as Al said "Mike he is going to cum you want to let him go"

Seconds later Bob stiffened up and his hips rose off the bed and
I was the recipient of a massive explosion of a warm liquidy
gelatinous  material.  I gagged almost immediately but began to
swallow.  What struck me most was the feel of the muscles in his
penis pulsing as he came .  It was awesome.  Some of the cum
oozed out of my mouth and even a bit came of my nose, but I
didn't let go until his cock finally stopped pulsing, as Al had
done with me I stretched out on top of him, and we kissed long
and deep sharing the cum that was still in my mouth.

After a couple minutes I rolled off Bob and saw that Al was again
stroking himself.  I tried to stop him saying that I wanted to go
down on him too.  But he stopped me . he then straddled me just
at my waist and said "We are going to do something else.  I want
to cum all over you my dear Mike."

Bob got off the bed and I saw him coming in behind Al and me.  I
felt his mouth take my newly hard cock.  He made it very wet and
then before I realized what had happened Al sat down on it.  I
felt my cock sliding inside him.  I found out later while I was
"doing" Bob he has lubricated himself and was ready so that when
he sat down I slid in easily.  He moved up and down on me, slowly
at first but then developed a rhythm and soon I was almost
shouting out in erotic pleasure.  As he was doing this he was
jerking himself.  Moments later I called out that I was going to
cum.  Both men were encouraging me on .. I felt myself releasing
another load. as I did, Al released his.  I felt his hot cum
splattering on my face and chest.

Seconds later he was draped over me and we lay there the three of
us in the afterglow that you get with good . real good sex.

In the distance I thought I heard a ringing sound.  I must have
dozed off because I was awakened by it.   Bob got up and answered
the phone.   I sat up and looked at the clock.  It was a quarter
of ten!

"Ah Mrs. Randolph, yes how are you?...  Mike, yes he is still
here the Reverend will be bringing him home shortly.  We were
having a good visit I guess we forgot the time.  Do you wish to
talk to Mike? .  Ok then he'll be home shortly."  Bob put down
the phone.

"I guess we have to get you home Mike"  he said  "but I hope this
is not your last visit with us"

"I hope it isn't too"  I replied, getting out of the bed.
"You probably want to get a little cleaned up"  Al said getting
up.  He led me to the bathroom.  I quickly washed up and got
dressed.

Bob kissed me before we left the house.  We kissed long and deep.
"You will come back again won't you?

"I want to Bob, I really do"

In the car Al and I talked some more.  "You know Mike, I hope
that you will reconsider leaving the church.  What we did tonight
was good and clean and special.  Churches like the Baptist church
want to make our friendship dirty.  I don't believe that it is
dirty I think what you and Bob and I did tonight was very special
and I hope that we can continue to be special friends."

"I know Al, I'm glad you guys showed me what we did tonight.  You
are special friends to me now.  I think I will be staying for
now.  I do have some problems with the New Curriculum though, but
I think that I can stay for now."

Mom was not overly pleased with my being out as late as I was but
Al came in with me and told here that we had such a good time
that we simply forgot the time.  He told her also that I was
welcome to come over anytime I liked.

That seemed to help and she thanked him for taking an interest in
me and helping me.  When he was gone I was questioned as expected
about what we had done.  I told her about the fantastic supper
and that we had talked about me leaving the church and that for
now I was going to stay.  That made Mom very happy and I was
finally able to get up to bed.

I slept like a log that night.  Completely at peace with myself.
Unfortunately the next day when I went to school I was not at
peace with my Baptist friends and my "girlfriend"  They wanted to
know where I had been the night before and why I  had missed
Young peoples.  When I told them that I had been to visit the
United Church Minister and that I had decided to stay with the
United Church for now they certainly didn't understand.  I had
planned on continuing to go to  Young Peoples but after the
reception I received over my decision to stay put at the United
Church I stopped going  and shortly after my "girl friend "
wouldn't see me anymore.

Somehow it really didn't bother me that much because I was having
an awakening.  With the help of Al and Bob with whom I spent much
more time now , I came to terms with something that I couldn't 't
even verbalize without having to ask forgiveness from God for
speaking that awful word. They helped me come to terms with the
fact that I was gay.  It was an indescribable freeing experience
even though I couldn't tell anyone I felt freed.

It came out of course, I guess I was visiting with Al and Bob too
often and Members of the Board of Elders in the church took note.
While they could never prove that anything was going on the
suspicions were enough for the Board to act and ask for Al to be
transferred out.  My folks sat me down and asked what was going
on between me and the "Reverend"  All I would ever admit to them
was that he was a good, kind friend, and that he had helped me.
My Baptist friends when everything came out drifted away and
avoided me after that.

Not long after that Bob and Al moved up to a new church Labrador
City, Labrador.  I corresponded with  them for some time. Al
invited me  to go visit them but my folks would never agree to
it.  I went off to college a year later and we lost contact after
that.   I have often wondered what happened to him.   I will
always cherish what he did to open up my life to me.  They were
my first love and that I will never forget.