Date: Tue, 17 Oct 2000 08:25:49 EDT
From: m yonge <myonge@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brother Pat Part 5

Disclaimer:

The following story depicts consensual m/m sex between adults and minors,
including priests and boys.

If you are under the age of eighteen or find this form of sexual activity
offensive, STOP HERE!

Mikel Yonge
myonge@hotmail.com

Chapter 5

One Sunday just after my 16th birthday, Br. Patrick was over for dinner,
which he was often now. It was one way for us to see each other more often,
so I saw to it that he was invited over on a fairly regular basis.  Mum and
Dad really liked Br. Pat but then he was that type of person that everyone
loved.  He had quite a following amongst the young people of the
church. The youth programs he ran were a great success.

Well to get back to my story this one Sunday as we were eating, my mum said
to him;

"Br. Patrick, my husband and I have a favour to ask of you."

"Dan (my Dad's name) and I have to go into Toronto for some business.  We
thought that while we are there we might as well make a weekend out of it.
We are to leave on Friday morning.  Now I know that Mikel is probably old
enough to take care of himself but I would feel so much more comfortable if
you could stay with him for the weekend. Or at least in the evenings.  We
will be back Sunday evening ... probably by 10 pm."

"Would you be able to do that?"

"We would pay you of course."

I almost fell off my chair, I could see that Br. Pat was having a little
trouble keeping his composure, He did manage however and calmly said to
mum;

"Well now I will have to check my schedule of course.  I do have one club
on Saturday afternoon but Mike helps me with that one, so that should be
ok, and Friday night is usually my night off anyway, we could go bowling or
something that night.  I think I could help you out, if Mike doesn't object
to having a babysitter. " with that last comment he laughed.

Mum and Dad both laughed and mum said: "That is wonderful then, you can
bunk down in the guest room.  I'll prepare some meals for you guys that you
can just pop into the oven to heat up and maybe we'll leave some money with
Mikel so that you can order in some pizza one of the nights."

"I'm sure we will be fine Mrs. Johnson and please I don't need to be paid.
It is my pleasure to help out, now I insist on that."

All this while my mind was racing at what we would be doing for the
weekend, we might be working with "balls" and "pins" but I was sure it was
not going to be at the bowling alley!  Br. Pat looked over at me and
grinned.

That afternoon Mum and Dad retired to the den to relax and read as they
often did on a Sunday afternoon. I took Br. Pat to "see" the guest room
which was upstairs and at the other end of the house from the Den.  As soon
as we entered the room I closed the door and we kissed in wild abandon. Our
tongues probing and fucking each others' mouths.  Br. Patrick kneeled down
and open up my pants and slide my swollen erection into his mouth....
sliding up and down on it until my knees buckled as I experienced one of
the most ecstatic explosions of cum into his hot mouth I've ever
had. Ooohhhnnn it was so good.

He then got up and in a husky quivering voice said; "I think I should go."

I nodded knowing that the weekend to come was going to be ours.

That Wednesday night ...(at my weekly "counselling session") we were both
just shaking with excitement about the coming weekend.

Br. Pat told me that even in seminary with Br. Charles their encounters had
never been more than an hour here or a half hour there, never over night.
This was a first for him as well.  He and I both were thrilling with the
thought of going to sleep in each others arms, waking up to the warmth of
our bodies next to each other.

I kissed him deep and then worked my way down his gorgeous body as he told
me what he wanted to do with me on the weekend.... I drank in the delicious
aroma of his crotch, hearing him tell me how he would ride me with his
thick long hard cock buried deep inside me. I slowly sucked on the head of
his massive manhood hearing him groan as I did. I brought him to the edge
of orgasm and then with him half sitting in the bed I sat on his cock
feeling it force it's way into my ass ... it felt so good to have him
inside me.  As I moved up and down on him he was kissing my chest and
working my cock with his hands.  I could feel my rod swelling as he worked
and I could feel and see that he was on the verge of a major orgasm.  I
moaned out loud as my cum spurted all over us both on my chest, on his face
and chest.  Shortly after that I could feel his hot jism filling my ass as
he gasped in pleasure. He stayed in me for a while as we hugged each other
close, kissing and sliding against each other, our bodies lubricated by my
cum.  This weekend was gong to be one we would never forget.

Friday finally came but not without it's anxiety, for in confession and
discussion with Br. Patrick, Father Maurice made it known that he was
growing very suspicious of our relationship.

Just after we had eaten supper on Friday night Father Maurice came to the
house to see if everything was alright, so he said, and to tell us that the
Bishop had called and he was going off to Toronto himself that evening to
meet with the Bishop.

He left with the suggestion that perhaps there was something that the
bishop should know.  We were terrified, what would he tell the Bishop?
What would the Bishop do?  What would happen to us?

After father Maurice left we sat there and just stared at each other

Br. Patrick came over to me and said. "Mikel you know I love you and no
matter what I will always love you, don't ever forget that " He put his
arms around me and kissed me gently on the forehead.

We went to the den and lit a fire in the fireplace.  I got several quilts
and pillows that we spread out in front of the fire, then I turned to
Br.Pat kissed him gently on his face, whisper kissing his eyes and cheeks,
moving to his mouth and then tenderly kissing it, my tongue probing at his
lips which opened to accept me.

We lay down in front of the fire.

We kissed and caressed each other for a long time.  It seemed it was a time
we needed to calm down and just have comfort in each others arms.

I lay with my head on his chest listening to his heart beat, his hand
gently rubbing up and down my back....

After a while I kissed him again, my hand now on his thigh sliding up his
leg toward his manhood that awaited me under the fabric of his jeans.  I
could feel the rigid profile of his erection under the material.  I moved
my head down with my eyes closed I nibbled and sucked at this wondrous rod
of flesh through the material.  He groaned his approval his hands holding
my head there and fingers running through my hair.  The sensual musky aroma
of his body had me light headed with my desire for him.  My right hand
slipped under his T-shirt and I caressed his hairy chest, teasing his
nipples, "rolling" them between my thumb and fore finger.  Br. Pat arced
his back in delight, groaning softly "ooooohhhhnnnnn Mikel I want you so
much forever.... ooooohhhnnn please take me. "

We sat up, kneeling and facing each other I helped him out of his T-shirt
and he out of mine.  Then he stood up so that my face was right at the
bulging hard on in his pants.  I undid the buckle on his belt, loosened the
button and lowered the fly.  I slowly slide his pants down to reveal his
enormous erection, that jumped out at me.

It was oozing precum heavily. I immediately took this beautiful cockhead
into my mouth as he stepped out of his jeans.  He lifted me up and opened
up my pants as well removing them so that we were both naked.  We lay down
again this time in 69 position.  I eagerly took his cock again into my
mouth savouring the precum that was freely flowing now.

I could feel his hot mouth travelling up and down my raging hardon, sucking
the precum from it.  I was wanting to scream but for the throbbing massive
meat that I had in my mouth.  My tongue worked all over his cockhead.  We
were groaning loudly as we brought each other to the verge of orgasmic
convulsions.  We both released each other at the same time avoiding the
orgasm.  We were panting for breath.

I move up to lay on top of him face to face... our swollen cocks lying
together.  We kissed and necked for sometime just enjoying each other's hot
bodies

"I want you so much, so much Mikel" I want to enter you and fill with my
love" I love you so...."  I groaned at his expression of love for me.

"I love you too Patrick, and I want you in me, I want to be filled with
your hot love" My voice broke with emotion and I almost cried as I said
this.

"Oh Patrick can this love we have for each other be wrong in God's sight?"

"I love you so much, wish we could be together forever"

I moved off him and knelt at his cock taking it again in my mouth
lubricating it heavily.

"Take me now Patrick I want you inside me I want you to make love to me, to
fill me with your love."

Br. Patrick mounted me sliding his massive swollen rod into my ass.  I
groaned aloud in ecstasy as he started to move in and out of me, holding me
close.  It felt sooooo goooood to feel that rod of steel sliding in and out
of my body.

"OHHHHHhhhhhnnnnnn Patrick I love you so much.  Oh yes OH yessss Oh
Patrick"

By now tears were streaming down my face as he loved me with all his being.
I was in such ecstasy.  He felt so good inside me.

"Ohnnnnn Pat pump me hard man!"

Br. Patrick by now was pumping in a frenzy as his orgasm hit in to the
point of no return, screaming; "OHHHNNNNNNnnnn MIKE I LOVE YOU SOOO
MUCH!!!!!"

I could feel the hot cum exploding in my bowels!!!!!

Br. Patrick collapsed on me in exhaustion and we lay there for some minutes
he on me with his cock still in me.

Softly I spoke. "Patrick?... I love you, I always will."

He slowly pulled away from me, and went to the washroom to get cleaned up.
I lay there in a glow of his love for me and the pleasant feeling of the
heat of the cum he had given to me

I then joined him and we showered together... "I love you Mikel" he
whispered in my ear

After we had showered we returned to the den and watched TV for a while
snuggling in to each other.  I was so in love with this man.  Just being
with him felt so right.  When the news came on we decided to go to bed.  I
led him to my room... closed the door behind us and took off his towel
(which was all we were wearing after our shower) and dropped mine.  We
kissed passionately, my cock swelling to the point of aching as I thought
of making love to my beautiful and dear Br. Pat for the first time in my
own bed.  By now he too had a healthy hardon and we were all over each
other in our desire.

We broke apart long enough to pull back the covers on the bed and climb in,
then we were in each other's arms again.  Br. Pat moved under the covers to
find my manhood, nuzzling and licking me, carefully, gently sucking balls
in to his mouth.  I had my hands on his head my whole body screaming for
more as he worked me with his mouth and hands and tongue.

"OOOhhhnnn Patrick that feels so good."

He fingered my ass which was still oozing some of his own cum from
earlier.... his fingers slide easily in.

First one...then he put in a second and third, slowly sliding them in an
out.  I was writhing with pleasure.  He added a fourth finger and then his
thumb...

I was groaning both with pain and pleasure by now.  Slowly and very gently
he slide his whole hand into my ass.  I screamed as he did and he softly
spoke saying "That's ok my boy that's ok."  Almost in a whisper "I love you
so much Mikel..."  He then slowly pulled his hand out and turned me over,
and for the second time that night mounted me, fucking me to a screaming
orgasm, all the while expressing his love to me softly in my ear.

When he was once again spent and we had lain there still coupled for a
while we went and got showered again.

In the shower we kissed and loved each other, as the water ran down our
bodies.  He held me close.  "This has been the most beautiful night I have
ever spent Mike.... I will love you forever...."

I felt as if nothing in this world mattered anymore.

We dried each other off and went back to bed.  Br. Pat again went down on
me, this time slowly but steadily he licked and sucked and face-fucked on
my cock till I was screaming!!!!!

Just as I was about to explode he stopped and asked me to mount him.
Eagerly I got on him and plunged my now over-swollen manhood into his
waiting asshole, moving in rhythm with each other I rode him to glory,
groaning in ecstasy, whooping with pleasure and desire as I came in him,
collapsing on his back as he had earlier on me.

"Ohhhhhnnnn Pat I don't care what happens but we must stay together.  I
don't ever want to lose you.  I love you so"

"Don't worry Mikel" he whispered "I will never leave you, you are mine" We
separated and washed up then went back to bed and promptly fell asleep in
each others arms.

It was 3 AM when I woke to a ringing sound.  It was the phone, incessantly
ringing.  What on earth?????

I answered.  It was Father Peter the Priest that would be filling in for
Father Maurice this Sunday, he wanted to speak to Br. Patrick.  thinking
fast, I said I would go and get him.  I waited several seconds, motioned to
Br.  Patrick that it was for him.

Br. Patrick took the phone.  "Oh my God ..... Oh NO!!! How did it happen?
When?"  "I understand, Should I come down now? OK... I will see you at the
church first thing in the morning.  Oh no.  OK.  OK 7 AM then."

Br. Patrick hung up and looked at me. "That was Father Peter, the police
just called him looking for me.  Father Maurice was in an accident on the
400 and was killed on his way down to Toronto."  We stared at each other,
deep in thought.

We didn't get any more sleep that night.  It was a full 10 minutes before
either of us spoke or did anything.  I got up and walked over to Br. Pat
and hugged him.  "What are we going to do now?"

Br. Pat got up and got dressed and left to go to Father Peter.  "I know
that he said I didn't need to be there till later but I must go to him now"
"Will you be alright?"  "I'll be back in a few hours."

With that he was gone.  The rest of the day went by in a blur.  I hardly
saw Br. Pat.  Once Father Maurice's body was returned to the Funeral home
in town there were a million things to do.  People were coming and going at
the church all day.  Finally that night about midnight he was standing at
the door, looking like a little lost puppy.  I let him in.  We hugged and
kissed and I went and made him a hot mug of coffee.  He looked so tired.

After he had his coffee he looked at me and said.  "I was talking to the
Bishop today" My heart skipped a beat "I don't think that Father Maurice
had told him anything about us but I do know he was going to speak to the
bishop about something to do with me."  "The bishop wanted to know what
Father Maurice might have wanted to tell him."  I told him that Father
Maurice hadn't really said anything to me about his visit to the him so I
didn't know what he was going to talk about"

"Nothing more was said about that."

"Oh Mikel I was so scared when Father Maurice said he was going to the
Bishop, I was so afraid of loosing you.  At best I would have been sent
away to a monastery, if not removed from the order all together. "

Br. Patrick was just sitting there tears running down his face..  "What has
bothered me even more all day was knowing that it was because of my
relationship with you that Father Maurice is dead today" "I don't know if I
can live with that Mike"

By now he was sobbing with his head buried into my shoulder.

I led him gently to his room and put him to bed We hugged briefly and
kissed and he went to sleep.

The rest of the weekend and the following week were a nightmare. I didn't
talk again to Br. Pat until Wednesday when he called to ask me to postpone
our session for that night.

"Father Peter has called a meeting to talk about where we are going to go
with this parish.  He has been made the interim father of the parish ...
there is a new priest coming in about a month.