Date: Tue, 12 Apr 2011 12:56:55 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Beginning of a Boy Slut 5 (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, b/MMM)

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acts of boy's discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of
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                     Beginning of a Boy Slut 5
                               By
                              Wolf

	My mother and I were still living just east of Fresno, California.
I still had to walk home from school.  I delighted on wearing the sexy
tight fitting women's lace panties my father's friend Robert had given
me.  I loved the way they felt gripping my ass as I walked.  I was
walking under the shade of the tree lined road on my way home, when a
car pulled up alongside of me.

	I recognized the man behind the wheel, for he had fucked me
many times before.  He asked if I would like a ride.  Of course I knew
what he wanted, so I accepted right away.  I ran around the car and got
in the passenger side, and then he drove his car down to the old refinery
road.  It was known as the hangout spot to fuck someone.  There were
discarded couches and mattresses within the old buildings.  He led me to
a bare mattress where he pulled down my jeans and panties.  He was
well aware that I liked girl's panties, and was not surprised by them.  He
put me on my knees and grabbed me by my hips as he rammed his cock
deep into my asshole.  He pummelled my ass like it was the last day on
earth.  When he finished filling my ass with his cum he got maudlin.  He
started saying, "It is wrong for you to be doing this kind of stuff, and
for me to be doing this to you!  I'm going to hell for doing it to you!"

	We got dressed ad he drove off, leaving me to walk home alone.
What he had said stuck in my mind, as I walked home.  My asshole was
still gaping open and wetting my panties, and the bottom of my jeans
with his cum.  I was struggling with my feelings until Sunday.

	I went to mass with my mother as usual on Sunday.  We were
there early, so that we could make our confessions before mass, and we
could receive the sacrament.  I guess mom felt guilty about being such a
whore.  After she made her confession she left me there while she went
to kneel before the effigy of the blessed Mary and light candles.  She
said she had something to do and told me to call my dad after mass.

	After she left I saw that the light was still on.  That indicated that
a priest was still taking confessions.  I entered the empty booth and sat
down as I closed the door.  The grilled window opened and the voice of
the priest asked, "May I hear your confession son?"

	Like most people I had always simply said things like, having
taken the Lord's name in vain, had unclean thoughts about some female
or other, or been mean to someone.  This time I asked the father is it was
wrong for me to have sex with men.  His voice didn't waver at all, as he
asked me to continue.  I told him that I had been having sex with men
from the age of eight.  I told him about what the man had said after
fucking me a few days ago.  There was a long pause after I told him my
story, then he told me to go around the confessional and knock on his
door.  As I exited the booth I noticed that the light was turned off,
signaling he was finished hearing confessions.

	I circled the booth and knocked on the door to the priest's booth.
He opened the booth and allowed me to enter.  I recognized the new
priest right away.  He had been assigned to our parish only a few months
ago.  He was a very handsome man, at least six feet tall.  He had wavy
sandy blond hair and blue eyes.  He had the kind of smile that made you
feel like you were the most important person in the world when he
talked to you.  He had on the traditional hassock of a Dominican priest.
As I entered the booth he closed the door and locked it.  He told me, "It
is okay son,!" as he lifted his hassock to show me that he was naked
under the robe.  I was impressed with his tan body, and his cock.  He
told me that my penance was to show him what I did with other men
while he listened to other confessions.  I knelt between his legs and took
hold of his cock.  While I was taking his cock into my mouth, he flipped
a switch, which turned out the light in his booth.  It also turned on the
light over the door to the confessional doors.  It was not long before
someone entered and I heard the soft voice of an old woman.  She was
confessing the normal mundane things while I was sucking the cock of
the priest.  He listened to about four more confessions before he filled
my mouth with his cum.

	He turned the light back on after a long pause.  There were not a
lot of people confessing anymore.  The church allows everyone to simply
confess publicly during mass with a simple, "I confess to you my
brothers and sisters that I have sinned and to you my Lord !" before
receiving the sacrament.

	When he was sure we were alone he told me to take my clothes
off.  When he saw that I was wearing a girls little pink panty thong, he
became irate.  "I will have to give you a special penance to cure you of
wearing girl's panties.  He had me place my hands on the bench he had
been seated on, as he moved around me.  He ran his hands over my
smooth ass feeling the indentations left by the tight thong.  Then he took
hold of my hips, and drove his cock deep into my ass.  While he was
fucking my ass, I was thinking if he thought fucking me was going to
make me not to want it anymore he was crazy.  It didn't make any sense,
but I did love it.  He was spanking my ass while he fucked me.  By the
time he squirted his load in my ass, I was squirting my load on the floor
of the confessional.  I felt a thrill of having cum shoot through my body.
He put his hand under my arms and placed them on my naked nipples, as
he pulled me upright, while his cock was still in my ass.  He whispered
that he was going to ask my mother to allow him to make me an altar
boy.

	Sure enough he visited our home a few days later.  Mother was
pleased that he was selecting me to be an altar boy.  I guess she felt my
being an altar boy would pay for some of her sins.  I was told to report
to the rectory after school to begin training in my duties.

	I learned that my main duty was to be his sex slave.  He taught
me how to prepare the sacrament for mass and my responses as he read
the sacrament.  The prospect of wearing the white gowns added to my
thrill of dressing like a girl.  I was allowed to either keep my panties on
or take everything off before pulling the gown over my head.

	Sometimes while the other altar boy and I were setting up for
mass we would play a practical joke on the priest by jacking off in his
chalice.  The thing was I suspect that he actually enjoyed drinking the
wine mixed with cum.

	After the mass we had to hang around while he shook hands with
the parishioners before we cleaned up the altar and returned the chalice,
cross, candle, wine and wafers to their places.  Before we would be
dismissed the priest would inspect everything to make sure we had done
it correctly.  When he was finished with his inspection, he would take
the boys into the vestibule where he draped us over the backs of heavy
wooden chairs, before he flipped our gowns up over our backs .  He
would take turns spanking our butts before sticking his big cock in our
assholes.  He would fuck us silly while telling us it was for our own
good.

	After a few weeks of that he had other plans for us. One of them
was to share us with other pedophile friends from the church's prayer
group.  One day he picked me up at my house and drove me to a big
home.  I recognized the Cadillac in the driveway, because it belonged to
a member of the church.  It was the home of an old couple named Mark
and Maria.  I would have never suspected that they were just a couple of
old perverts.  Mark would have me dress up like a girl, and sit on his lap
while he felt me up.  He insisted that I call him grandpa, while he
fingered my asshole and kissed me.  Then he would pull my panties
aside and have me sit down on his cock.  I would ride his cock for him
until he would cum in my ass.  Maria was just as weird.  She would
spank me while telling me that I was a bad girl.  She would put on a
strap-on dildo and have me bend over so she could fuck my ass too.  She
would tell me that she was making me into a proper whore for guys to
use and enjoy me.  The priest let them use me for a few weeks.

	The priest got permission from my mother to take me on a
religious retreat.  He picked me up one night, and took me to another
church.  He took me to a strange room in the basement.  It was a little
chapel with a wooden railing in front of the altar.  He had me take off
my clothes and put on dean altar boy's vestments.  He had me kneel at
the railing while a procession of older priests came in followed by a
monsieur.  He was an old balding man that was as portly as Santa Claus.
While I was kneeling over the railing, they lifted my vestment, and one
by one the priests knelt behind me and stuck their cocks in my ass while
reaching around and jacking off my dick.  The monsieur was on the
other side of the railing with his vestment up, and his cock in my mouth.
I was gang banged by all of them for two days.  I swallowed enough
cum to impregnate every woman in the parish.  I became just one of the
boys being used my them.



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