Date: Tue, 18 Oct 2005 19:20:50 -0400 From: Danny Harris <dr_harris_81@hotmail.com> Subject: Another Mike the Soccer Coach 03 (attached) ANOTHER MIKE THE SOCCER COACH Part 3: Sam's Place 1 by DannyR Copyright 2005. All rights reserved. Story Codes: MM, M/b, MMM/bbb, oral, anal, incest, pedo DISCLAIMER: Some folks apparently have trouble distinguishing between fantasy and reality. This story is a fantasy. It didn't happen. Never will. I neither condone nor advocate any of these activities. And anyone who attempts to do in real life all or any of the things depicted in the story needs to be hanged, drawn and quartered, and then turned over to the cops for the harshest penalties the law allows. Now that we're clear on what's what, and what's not, read on. Part 3: Sam's Place 1 Sam's Place was perfect for what Father Sean had set up. It was a big, old-fashioned restaurant-bar, with a lot of dark wood, and dimly lit. He was in a large booth in the back "family" area. He had fond memories of this booth. It was in this same booth that he'd first learned the joys of public sex. *** Back then it had been owned by his great-uncle, Big Sam. His twenty-year-old uncle, Little Sam (mom's brother and named after Big Sam), also worked there. Grampa Leo had brought him, telling him that at six he was a big boy who ought to learn other fun things about sex. Sean couldn't imagine what could be more fun than his daddy, and his grampas, and his uncles taking him to bed and fucking his boy cunt and sucking his little cock or letting him suck their dicks and swallow all their hot tasty cum. But he was about to find out. When they got there, Grampa Leo had led him to the booth. Unlike modern booths which tended to be cramped to get more booths and more people in, Big Sam's booths were spacious, with wide seats, a nice-sized table, and plenty of room to be comfortable. Grampa sat on the left side, slid back a little and then lifted Sean onto the seat. Grampa scooted back into the corner, and Sean scooted next to him. On the opposite side, Big Sam was back in the corner, and Little Sam sat next to him. Both had big smiles on their faces. Johnny, Big Sam's eighteen-year-old waiter, came up right away, balancing a tray with a large glass of merlot for Big Sam, a Bud for Little Sam, Glen Fiddich for Grampa, and a glass of Dr. Pepper for Sean. Grampa said they'd order later, but to bring another round in a little while. He also told Sean he needed to be quiet for a while, since he had to talk some things over with his uncles. That was fine with Sean. He'd been to the restaurant before, but they'd always sat out front at one of the tables when they'd had dinner or lunch, so everything in this back place was new and interesting. He liked new and interesting things, especially the prick bulges he could see on the men. He liked watching the waiters and the male diners - and realized that there weren't any girls or women back here - and wondering what their cocks and balls would look like. He was watching a man across the aisle whose legs were spread kind of wide, and who had a thick dick stretching the material down the leg of his slacks. He reached between his legs and squeezed his meat a little. Sean watched open-mouthed and when he looked up at the man's face, the man winked at him! That's why Sean really didn't hear when the men in his booth cut cards, agreeing that high card went first, or pay much attention to Big Sam saying "Hot damn! I'm first," or Grampa saying he liked sloppy thirds. He started paying attention, though, when Grampa put his arm around him, and hugged him, and then slid his big hand down his back, inside the stretch waistband of his shorts, down his bare butt - Grampa told him not to wear underwear today - and one finger began nuzzling his tight little boy-hole. "Uh, Grampa, we're not supposed ta...." "It's okay, little one." "But Grampa, it's a secret, you said it was, and, and, somebody might see...." He gasped as a fingertip went up inside his lightly lubed ass. "Hush, Sean, just relax. That's the point. That's the new fun thing." "Huh?" Grampa Leo spoke softly, and the finger wriggling deeper helped to distract Sean. "You know how we get horny for your mouth and your hole, and take you into one of our bedrooms and fuck you or suck your little dick?" "Uh-huh." "Well, Sean, some men like to have sex where there's a chance they might get caught, or where strangers can watch them. See, they're kind of scared, and they breathe a little faster than usual, but they're turned on even more." Sean still looked puzzled, and then Leo remembered. "Sean, you remember when we went to the zoo last week, and you needed to pee and I took you in the toilet?" "Uh-huh." "Remember how it was just a big tiled place, and you had to pee on the floor and your pee ran down into a hole?" Sean did remember. Grampa had pulled his shorts and undies down around his ankles, and told him not to worry if other men or boys saw his bare butt and his prick, that they were all just men and used to it. And then Grampa had hauled his big cock and balls out of the zipper in his pants, and started to pee real hard. Sean watched him for a moment, started his own pee stream, and that's when he realized that the man on his left had moved up right next to him. Sean looked over and his eyes went wide. The man's dick was huge! It wasn't hard but looked like it was half there. The man held it with his left hand, holding it out like he might start peeing, giving Sean a good look. Sean looked up at his Grampa and then down and saw that Grampa had stopped peeing, and he was holding his dick just like the man, only with his right hand, and his dick was hard! Grampa squeezed it and moved his hand just a little. He was looking at the man, and gave a slight nod, so Sean looked back at him. Now the man's dick was all hard and leaking. Sean licked his lips. So far he'd never sucked any dicks except for relatives. The man groaned at the sight of the little boy staring at his long hard meat and licking his lips. He switched hands, started stroking his cock with his right hand, staring down at the half-naked little boy, whose own cocklet was standing stiff and straight out, then looking at the impressive meat Grampa had, then back again, stroking faster - and that's when they heard the creak of the door. With a murmured "shit!" the man turned away from then and quickly headed for the stalls, his stiff cock thrust out before him, but hidden from anyone just coming in. Sean turned to look at Grampa, but Grampa had his own cock and balls back inside his pants. Just as a new man came into the toilet area, Grampa finished pulling up Sean's undies and shorts, and then took his hand so they could leave. "See, Sean, that man was really turned on by doing all that out in public, or at least in a john where he might get caught. And your grampa liked it too. And so do your uncles. And from the way your little dick was hard, I thought maybe you might like it too." Sean didn't say anything, but he did wiggle a little so Grampa's finger could go deeper, and he clutched his stiff little boy cock. He glanced over at the table, where the man was still watching and still squeezing his cock through his pants. Yeah, he did like it. He nodded. "You want to know what your uncles like?" Sean nodded. "Well, Little Sam here likes to get fucked, just like you do. Isn't that right?" Little Sam grinned, and went on playing with himself. "Nothing like a big cock crammed up your ass, is there, kiddo?" Sean grinned back. "Well, your uncle likes it best when he's getting fucked in a toilet. Sometimes in a stall where some man shoves his cock through a hole in the wall and into your uncle's man cunt, other times out in the open in the pee place." Sean moaned a little at the thought. "Now Big Sam, he likes toilets, too. But he likes it out in the woods best. He likes to take little boys like you, or teens or men, with him to a special park, and down a trail and then into the bushes to a clearing. And he takes off all their clothes, and his, and he sucks their dicks, and they suck his, and once he's good and wet he puts them on all fours -" "That's a puppy-fuck!" Sean blurted, squirming on the long finger up his hole. "Yeah, boy, a puppy-fuck for a little boy, a doggy-fuck for someone older. And sometimes other men and boys will follow them and stand around and watch, and they'll take out their dicks, and move close and talk dirty and jack off over Big Sam and whoever he's fucking. And Big Sam cums bigger and harder that way than almost any other way." "Oh, wow! Uncle Sam. That's so cool!" He looked across the table at his uncles. "Can I go with you? To the park? The toilet place?" Big Sam smiled back. "Sure, kiddo, but first we're all gonna do something different. You want our cocks up your hole?" "Oh, yeah," Sean moaned. "Well, we're all gonna fuck you." Sean whimpered. He loved getting fucked by two or three men together. "Right here." Sean's mouth dropped open and he sat very still. Except for raising his hips a little as grampa slid his finger out of his hole. "H-h-here?" Grampa Leo tousled the back of his head. "That's right, boy. Now go on the other side and sit in Big Sam's lap." Sean was a very obedient boy. So he did what he was told, and got off the edge of the seat, went to the other side of the table, where Little Sam picked him up and then turned toward Big Sam, so Sean could kneel on the wood between them, hidden from anyone casually glancing over. Sean gasped. His uncle's fat cock was standing straight up from the fly of his pants, and it was oozing precum. It took only a small push from Little Sam's hand for Sean to lean forward and suck his uncle's dick down into his talented mouth. He loved getting cock slick before it went in his hole. He didn't even pause when Little Sam tugged his shorts down to his knees, and stuck two fingers up his little hole, stroking in and out a couple of times to loosen him a little bit. Big Sam put his finger under Sean's chin and lifted his head up and off the dripping rod. He turned Sean around, and while Little Sam supported the young boy, Big Sam twisted in place, leaned forward, connected the oozing plum-sized head of his cock with the tiny anus, and then shoved, while pulling Sean toward him. The head and half his shaft popped right in, but all Sean gave was a muffled whimper. Holding Sean carefully, he tugged his hips again and was buried to his hairy pubes in boy cunt. He shifted again, Little Sam turned back, and to anyone passing by, there were three men in a restaurant booth, with a little boy seated on the lap of one. With his left hand, Big Sam lifted the wine to his lips, while his right began to play with Sean's tiny stiff pricklet. In spite of the pain in his boy cunt, Sean was in heaven. He couldn't raise up and down very much, but he could certainly wiggle and use his ass muscles to squeeze and release the hot, hard meat thrust inside him. It was Big Sam's turn to softly moan. He'd been thinking about this ever since his brother-in-law Leo had come up with the idea. Fucking his great-nephew in his own restaurant, seated in a booth, and then when they were all done -" He moaned again. He'd held back from sex for the last two days, and he had been on a hair trigger already with anticipation and then the story again about the zoo toilet. He couldn't take it any more. He set the wine down, wrapped his arms around his tiny nephew, and buried his face in the boy's hair like he was giving him an affectionate kiss. He whispered just loud enough for the other two men to hear, "C'mon boy, fuck your little cunt on Uncle's big prick. Squeeze me, boy-fag, make me cum." Oblivious to anything else for the moment, Big Sam began small thrusts of his hips while holding the boy tight, felt the ass muscles squeezing and releasing, and then he held very still as his balls began to unload with shot after shot of scalding hot cum into the boy's shitter. When he was done, they were very still for a moment. Little Sam broke the silence with an eager, whispered, "My turn." He reached over and stroked Sean's cheek. "You wanta get fucked by your other Uncle Sam?" Sean nodded. It took a little doing, and doing it slowly, but after a few minutes Sean was seated on his other uncle's lap. Little Sam was taking a break from waiting tables since the early evening rush hadn't started yet, and his long apron was pulled up and draped over his left forearm. With his hand on the table, no one could see the half-naked boy with a second cock up his cunt, not even the man who had been watching covertly, while draining several beers, and wondering if what the fuck he thought was happening in that booth could actually be happening. Little Sam was as much on the edge as Big Sam had been, even though he'd gotten a blow job from Johnny a little earlier to try to help him hold back. It wasn't working worth a fuck. Knowing that the wetness around his dick was the little boy's ass juices and an enormous load of fuck slime from Big Sam, combined with the tight slide in until the boy's damp butt was on his zipper, made the knob end of his cock start tingling, and his guts tighten, and his balls start drawing up. He didn't care where they were, he put his hands on the tiny shoulders, bent the boy slightly forward and with a barely-restrained grunt lifted his hips while holding the boy down, and then began unloading his cum-gift into the kid. Sean shuddered, but he still hadn't had his own dry cum yet. Below the table, Grampa Leo squeezed his own meat. He'd noticed the man at the table across from them watching, and realized there was hard dick under the large linen napkin covering his lap. He decided on a change in plans, and moved the second part up a bit. "I need to piss like a race horse, so let me take Sean with me. He probably does, too." The two uncles looked in surprise at Leo, recognized the flicker of his eyes to the right, and Big Sam casually looked around. He saw the man across the aisle and nodded slightly. Sean never argued with adults. If Grampa Leo said Sean had to pee then Sean had to pee. With some more shifting around, and careful movements, he had his thin shorts back in place and he was seated between his uncles. Except Little Sam had his palm under Sean's butt and was rubbing the fabric up inside his still-open boy cunt. Sean could feel some of the cum oozing out. He was dismayed at the thought of a big wet stain on his shorts, right where his butt hole was, and how embarrassing it would be to walk through the restaurant where anyone could see. Embarrassing, but his little prick didn't go soft, either. Grampa Leo got out of the booth, and Little Sam lifted Sean up and set him on his feet next to his grampa. Leo took his grandson's left hand and then looked right at the man across the aisle. The man started to turn away, but didn't for some reason, and then caught the very tiny tilt of Leo's head in the direction the old man and the little boy started walking. The man turned back to his table and the movement of his head might have been a nod of understanding - and might not. It was. A moment or so later, he got up and turned to follow Leo and the boy. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the two men in the booth, men who he was certain had just fucked a tiny boy in that booth, smiling at him. The younger one nodded, too, and tilted his head briefly in that same direction. He walked on. Behind him, Little Sam and Big Sam left the booth and went in separate directions, Big Sam to his office, and Little Sam to the cashier's desk. The man followed the pair down a short hallway, past the doors marked for men and women, and then watched the two go through an unmarked door at the end of the hall. He hesitated, but decided he could always claim he was lost - curious about what was behind the door, but lost. He went through. There was another and longer hall, dimly lit, and at the far end was a door marked as a men's room, with the door just swinging shut. He sped up and went in. The men's room was brightly lit. To the right of the door were three sinks and a large mirror. Beyond the wall at the end of the sinks was a very old-fashioned place for taking a piss or a shit - or, it was clear, doing other things. To the left were five toilet stalls, but with wooden doors and the sides made of wood. There was a good 18" opening between the floor and the bottom of the walls. And there were holes in the doors. Not the kind of peephole in some toilet doors where you could barely look through to see what was outside, but at least without too much risk of someone straight noticing and getting offended. Nope, these holes were gloryholes. At least two in each door at different heights. Nice and smooth, too. The man's dick surged again to a full hard at the thought of standing *outside* a toilet stall and shoving his cock through the gloryhole for some eager cocksucker to gulp on. The pissing area was *really* old-fashioned. He wondered briefly how the health inspectors let it pass. No gleaming urinals. Not even a big rusty trough with trickling water. Instead the water was trickling down a tiled wall as wide as the toilet stall area, and into the groove running along the floor in the direction of the hole next to the wall that separated the sinks from the stalls and "urinal." You obviously stood at the line of dark tile on the floor, unzipped and pissed at the wall or the floor. Which is just what the old man and the little boy were doing. The man joined them. The little boy was standing to the right of the old man, his shorts down on the floor, his bare butt gleaming in the light. His little cock was very stiff and he wasn't peeing. The old man had an impressive piece of meat hanging out of his pants, maybe half hard, holding it with his left hand, and as the man came up he gave it a slight squeeze. The cock twitched and got a tiny bit longer. They both turned their heads to look at him as he stood there with his hand on his zipper and a very obvious bulge in his pants. Time to shit or get off the pot. But he was sure he'd read all the signals right. He unzipped and hauled out his own thick uncut cock, fully hard, skin pulled back, and precum oozing from a wide piss slit. When he looked towards them after his display, he quickly saw the old man's cock was hard. Maybe eight inches, so a bit longer than his own, but not quite as big around. "I'm Leo. This is my grandson Sean." Oh, man. A grandfather and a tiny grandson. Not even in his dreams had he thought he'd get to play with a pair like that. Well, in his dreams, maybe, but definitely not in real life. And here he was in a toilet, where someone could walk in at any moment and the fucking door didn't even creak to give a warning, with a grandfather who was unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his pants, and bending over to shove pants and boxers down to the floor. The man's cock spurted precum as he said, "I'm Terry." "You want my grandson's virginity?" Leo smiled at the puzzled look on Terry's face. After all, if the boy really *had* been getting fucked by two men in that booth, he clearly wasn't a virgin. "Oh, not *that* kind of virginity. It's just that he's never sucked cock or been fucked outside the family." "Out -." Terry gulped. "Outside the family?" "Yeah. He's been sucking his daddy's dick since he was a toddler, started deep throating him at four, and his daddy fucked him first when he was five. Since then he's been getting dicked regularly by his grandfathers, his uncles, and his older brothers, and a few cousins. But nobody outside the family yet. But it's time. So you want to be the first stranger to fuck his throat and fuck his six-year-old boy cunt?" Terry's "Christ, yes!" wasn't really necessary, given the way he was jacking his cock. "Get your pants down, then, and on the floor, because I'm not waiting much longer to get my dick up that sloppy wet hole." Terry practically ripped his pants, he was moving so fast, and dropped down almost hard enough to hurt his knees. The dark-haired little boy, with his wide dark eyes, was already down on all fours. He leaned forward to rest his hands on Terry's thighs and then put his little mouth down on the head of Terry's cock. His tiny tongue swiped around the glans and down the piss slit, and then he moved his head and several inches went inside his mouth. Sean was in almost-heaven. He had his mouth on the hard cock of a complete stranger, and he could smell the musky scent of the man's crotch, and his grampa had a couple of fingers up his butt, pulling out some of the mixed cum and ass juices to slick up his meat. Heaven, though, would be when grampa had his dick all the way up his boy cunt, and the stranger's prick all the way down his throat. Leo's cock nudged the dilated ass lips of the little boy as he put his hands on his grandson's hips. He caught Terry's eye, mouthed "together" - it wasn't a suggestion - and Terry lowered his hands to hold the boy's head in place. Seconds later the boy was in fuck heaven. Somewhat painful fuck heaven, since his grampa had shoved really hard to get his dick buried to his fat low-hanging balls in his grandson's asshole, and the stranger had done the same down his throat and he was having a little trouble breathing. But Sean loved it. Especially when they pulled out at the same, just leaving their cock heads buried inside his holes and then slid them back in again. Just as the stranger's pubes reached the boy's nose so he could inhale that delicious smell again, Sean suddenly had his first orgasm, whimpering and moaning around the cocks inside him, his mouth and throat muscles squeezing and releasing several times, which just turned the adults on even more. When Sean subsided, Leo was too turned on to hold back. Although he was generally good for a long hard fuck, planning this thing, watching his brother-in-law and nephew fuck his grandson in a restaurant booth, then engineering a stranger to join them was too fucking much. With just a few more very hard strokes he was blasting the tiny boy hole so full of spooge that it began oozing around his cock and into his pubes. Terry had stopped his frantic face fucking when he realized the old man was going to cum so fast. Not that he wasn't that far off himself. But he really wanted his first cum with a little boy to be inside the boy's cunt. The old man and his grandkid didn't know they were helping Terry lose his own virginity when it came to little boys. He watched Leo pull his softening cock, covered with cum and slime, out of the boy's hole, and then Leo sat back on his haunches. Sean had cum again while his grampa was doing the same thing, but the stranger hadn't and he was disappointed. But then the stranger was easing his cock out of his mouth, and turning him around to face his grampa. He loved sucking ass juices and cum off man cock so Sean got right to work, and groaned around his grampa's meat when the stranger's thick cock rammed up inside his boy hole. And kept on ramming. Terry held the little boy's hips tight, his large hands almost enough to circle the kid's body, as he began thrusting harder and faster, not caring whether it pissed off the kid's grandfather that he was swearing at the boy, calling him a dirty faggot slut boycunt, a fucking ass whore, and everything else he could think of until he gave one final hard shove that would have thrown the kid face first into his grandfather except for Terry's hold. And then it was Terry's turn to fill the kid's cunt with cum while Sean writhed through yet another orgasm. A few minutes later Terry lost another kind of virginity. He was flat on his back with his mouth on the raw, gaping asshole of a little boy, his tongue as far inside as it could go, lapping and slurping down the cum of four men, including his own - while the grandfather was cleaning up Terry's dick. Amazingly, after such a gut-busting cum, he found himself getting hard again, but that quickly changed when a man's voice said, "Well, well, well." Terry tensed and started to panic, but Leo put a hand on his hairy belly, and said, "Relax. This is Big Sam and Little Sam, you know, the guys you watched fuck Sean out in the booth?" Terry's tight muscles visibly relaxed and he grunted as much of a "yes" as he could, given that he was still working on the boy cunt above him. With Leo's stroking, he was hard again in moments. A voice, probably the younger one's although for obvious reasons Terry couldn't see who was speaking, said, "Man, what a cock. You like gloryholes, man?" Terry had gotten everything he could out of the little boy's hole, but he needed to swallow first, so he helped the kid off him. His mouth was wide open and he could see the other two men standing above him, stroking their hard pricks and staring down at his wide open mouth, his lips and face greasy with slime, and his tongue covered in cum. He started to close his lips, but the younger one - Little Sam? - quickly told him to stop. He dropped to his knees beside Terry and bent over. "Man, I love suckin' cum outa assholes, but if I can't, sharin' it is great? Can we?" Terry blinked his eyes, nodded and Little Sam lowered his mouth, giving Terry another first, sharing a mouthful of cum from several men, including his own, with one of the men who'd "donated" the cum in the first place. When they'd each swallowed a share, Little Sam lifted his head and reached out to grab onto Terry's swollen rod. "So, wadda ya say?" Terry's confused expression caused Big Sam to laugh. "We raised a t-room slut, mister. He loves gloryholes and he asked if you liked them, too." He waved a hand toward the toilet stalls with the gloryholes in the doors, and obviously, gloryholes in the walls as well. Terry grinned, and his cock twitched in the jacking hand. "Love `em." "Cool!" Little Sam stood up, helped Terry to his feet and practically dragged him, stumbling over the pants around his ankles, to the stalls. He pushed one door open for Terry and another for himself. "Uh, you mind if they watch?" Terry's smile got even bigger. "Fuck no. Bigger fucking turnon having people peering through the doors to watch me and mouth fuck or ass fuck some guy through a hole." "No need to peer in Sam's place. If you want, there's a catch that'll keep the door open." Which is what they did. Grampa, Big Sam and Sean got turned on all over again as they watched Little Sam strip naked, wet his own fingers with spit and shove them up his hole a couple of times to loosen it up, and then bend over so they could all see Terry's rampant prick shove through the gloryhole and right up Little Sam's man cunt. Over the next couple of hours they had a gloryhole fuck fest. Little Sam got his hole filled with cum by the other men. Grampa fucked Terry and sucked off Sean. Johnny the waiter came in and got sucked off through a door hole by his boss, and then dropped to his knees to return the favor. But Sean was of course the star of the show, getting fucked and sucked and sucking in so many combinations, and cumming so many times, so hard, that eventually he just passed out with the last dick of the evening in his sloppy gaping hole: his third stranger, the bus boy. He never even felt the last load of cum that went up inside him. The last thing he remembered was being home in his own bed, with his daddy gently cleaning all the cum and slime out of Sean's well-used boy cunt - with his mouth and tongue. Once daddy was done, Sean sighed and went right to sleep. *** Father Sean came out of his reverie. Pleased with the memories, and blessed with a fine hardon. He took a sip of his wine and then smiled as he saw his first guests arrive. John White, the soccer coach at Jackson Elementary (where Mike Carter was assistant coach), and his adorable six-year-old son Josh, were being guided to the booth by Sam. It was still Sam's Place, although when Big Sam was in a car wreck several years ago and became paralyzed from the waist down, "Little" Sam - currently 51 to Father Sean's 37 - took over running the bar and restaurant. Although he couldn't move his legs, Big Sam's cock still worked, and so the men in the family made sure he still had as much cock and ass (man and boy) as he wanted to keep him happy. Father Sean had dropped by to suck him off just the night before last. John was looking distinctly nervous, despite Father Sean having assured him during the phone call that set this up, that he would be very happy as a result of coming to talk with the priest. Little Josh, blond, blue-eyed, a little on the plump side, wasn't nervous at all. He liked Father Sean. The priest stood up to welcome his guests and John's eyes bulged out at the sight of a very thick, very long, very hard cock running down the left leg of the priest's trousers. John was tempted to play the dutiful father and cover his delicate son's eyes from the shocking sight, but his little boy knew very well what a man's hard cock looked like, even though up to now the only stiff meat he'd seen or sexed was his daddy's. "Oh, daddy, look. Father has a big dickie." Fortunately, the boy didn't say it very loud, so maybe the man escorting them to the table hadn't heard. Sam had, of course, and silently agreed that his nephew did indeed have a *very* big dickie. John still blushed, although he knew good and well that the priest was aware of everything he had done to his little boy, practically a fuck-by-fuck tale of his young life. He felt his own cock beginning to spring to life and was grateful that they were immediately seated and his meat was out of sight. But not out of mind. Not for Father Sean, who wanted to know - up close and personal - what John's cock was like, although not quite as much as he wanted to know about little Josh's cock and cunt. That was for later. Right now he played the dutiful host, made sure John had wine - which Sam would be sure to keep on refilling - and Josh had something as well. And then, over appetizers, Father Sean started to talk. "Once upon a time," the priest said with a smile and a glance at Josh, "there was a six-year-old boy named Sean. And he came to this restaurant with his grandfather...." Father and son perked up when cocks got mentioned and listened intently. The priest glanced at his watch - right on schedule - and went on with the story.