Date: Fri, 16 May 2014 10:34:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Aislinge Murphy <aislinge.murphy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up Catholic    Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Brian arrived home and told his mother all that had transpired, even down
to Mrs. Birchfield holding his cock to feed Timmy, and kissing him. Once
again she asked him how he felt about the whole evening. Brian assured his
mother that he enjoyed everything about it. His mother told him to go
upstairs and take his school clothes off, and say goodnight to his father
in the t.v. room and go to bed. She would talk to him in the morning.

Nancy Murphy spent most of the night thinking how she could talk to Brian
about his new "girlfriend." Her concern was that Brian would fall so in
love with Timmy, that it would control his life. She new young boys became
overly emotional when they thought they were in love.

The next morning Brian made his way into the kitchen to have his juice
before mass. His mother was feeding his little brother Patrick, and he once
again stepped to his mothers side. Offering her free breast to Brian, she
felt this was a good time to begin her thoughts about Brian's new "love
affair."  As she wrapped his arm around his back holding him close to her,
she started explaining to Brian that it was ok to have a girlfriend his
age, but he must always remember that Timmy has been making love with
Father Arder and maybe more priests, and he wasn't going to stop, no matter
how much he told Brian he loved him. She went on to say that even though
Brian had been Timmy's protector for years, that he shouldn't confuse love,
with Timmy being his special friend.

Brian took all this in. His mother was right. She was a strong Irish mother
that grew up the middle of 14 children on a farm in Ireland. Most of her
brothers were introduced to sex by priests, and her sister's as well as her
by nuns. She had heard her mother's conversations with clergy and adopted
the same control that her mother had with the clergy, with Father
Arder. But this new thing with Timmy was upsetting. Not the sex, but Brian
being hurt, emotionally. She hoped Brian understood.

"Father will be here soon to pick you up," she said moving his mouth from
her breast.

No sooner said then a knock at the door, and Father Arder was invited
in. He had an envelope in his hand, just like the envelope Miss Sharon had
given Timmy to take home. Brian's mother opened the envelope and counted 5
$20 bills. She handed the envelope back to Father Arder, and told Brian to
wait on the porch.

"I don't want your money," she started, arms crossed across her chest.

"I only approve of Brian's use of you, because I believe you are a loving
caring man."

"Yes, I said, Brian's use of you," she repeated, when she saw the
expression on the priests face.

"If it ever becomes anything different, I will go to the Bishop... Do you
understand me," she said, pointing her finger at his chest.

"I could care less what you or others do with Timmy, that is between you
and his mother, it is not my business, unless Brian is hurt." The fire in
her eyes left no doubt in the priests mind of the protective instincts she
had for her eldest son.


Putting the envelope back in his pocket the priest kissed the back of
Brian's mothers hand, thanked her, and left to take Brian to church.

Timmy was already there dressed in his cassock when they arrived. He kissed
Brian in front of Father, and offered to help him put on his cassock. Brian
told him that he would do it himself and be right with them. When he came
from the bathroom, Timmy already had his mouth wrapped around Father Arders
cock. Sucking and moaning, just as he had moments earlier on his mothers
breast.

Father Arder came, pulling Timmy's head hard on his cock. Then moving his
head from his cock, Timmy, kneeling before the priest opened his mouth
showing the "holy seed" in his mouth for the priest to see. Father told the
boy to swallow his cum, and blessed him as he did.

Brian knew this was what his mother was trying to tell him. Timmy would do
anything for him, but he would also do anything for Father Arder. He would
use Timmy as his "girlfriend", in much the same way his mother had told him
how to control Father Arder.

Father Arder dropped his vestments over his spent cock. Timmy rose and
looked at Brian. Brian returned his smile as both clasped their hands
together and led the priest to the altar for morning mass.

After mass, as soon as they entered the sacristy, Brian turned to the
priest and told him that he needed to pee. The priest dropped in front of
the boy raised his cassock and unzipped his fly. Reaching in he pulled out
his tiny cock and opened his mouth. As Brian peed he admonished the priest
to swallow but save the last for him to show him his piss, just as father
had done to Timmy with his cum. When he was done Father opened his mouth
showing the young boy the golden liquid he lived for. Brian looked over at
Timmy and told him to kiss father and drink his pee out of the priests
mouth. Timmy ran to the kneeling priest and placed his mouth over fathers
and drank his "boyfriends" pee from his priest's mouth.

Brian watched, smiled and put his tiny cock back in his pants and dropped
his cassock. This was the power his mother had said he could have. If he
wanted it. Not only over the priest, but his "girlfriend" also.

On the way taking young Brian home, Father Arder told him about his mother
refusing the envelope with money in it. So that was in Timmy's envelope
Brian discerned. Offering the torn open envelope to Brian. the priest told
him it was to help his family, and not what his mother thought it was, a
payment for sex with her son. Brian took the envelope and made a decision
that this was the one thing he would not tell his mother. Pushing the money
in his pocket he started thinking of safe hiding places.

Sister Mary approached Brian in his classroom and told him Father Arder
wanted to see him in her office, immedietly. Took his hand, and told the
nun that taught the class that she would return him as soon as Father was
done talking to him.

Once at the principals office, Sister Mary opened her office door, and
escorted Brian in. Father Arder was standing next to her desk and told the
nun thank you, and to close the door as she left. Once the door was closed,
Father Arder walked slowly to the young boy, knelt in front of him, so they
were eye to eye.

"I need you Brian," he said reaching for the young boy's pants, pulling
them to the floor, and pulling them off over his shoes. Taking his bald,
thin cock into his mouth, he sucked and licked its length. Kissing the tip
of his cock, he directed Brian to sit on the wooden chair in front of the
principles desk.  Brian did as requested, as the priest moved between his
naked legs. Kissing the beautiful cock again, he dropped his mouth to the
little acorn sac between his legs, kissing licking and sucking the tiny sac
in his mouth. Then he reached under Brian's calves and placed them on his
shoulders exposing Brian's ass to his mouth.

The priest licked between his ass cheeks to the tip of his cock, again and
again. Then pushing his mouth against his tiny rosebud, Father Arder began
pushing his tongue against Brian's tight sphincter.  Licking and lapping,
probing with his tongue at the treasure before him. Brian's cock began to
rise. Never had he imagined anything like this in his mind.

Brian reached his hand to his cock, he needed to stroke it. The priest felt
the movement and raised his mouth from Brian's ass.

"Please, I will do that, you will never have to do that for yourself ever
again," the priest whispered, then continued, " I want you to come to me
anytime you need to cum, I pray to have your first creamy cum, I pray every
day, Please Brian."

Brian removed his fingers from his cock and felt the warm palm of the
priest engulf it. The priest began with earnest to push his tongue in the
fresh boy ass. When Brian couldn't take the pleasure anymore he grabbed the
priest's gray hair and pulled his holy mouth to his cock. Keeping his legs
on the priests shoulders he humped hard into the priests mouth. Brian put
his hand over his mouth as he was cumming, he needed to scream in
pleasure. Father sucked through Brian's dry cum, and kept the young cock in
his mouth till it softened.  Kissing the tip of Brian's cock, Father Arder
thanked him and told him that he had better get him dressed to go back to
his classroom.

As the priest was dressing him, Brian noticed the tented cock under the
black cassock. Telling the priest to raise his cassock, he ordered him to
jack off. He stood behind the kneeling priest watching him, humped over,
stroking his cock as fast as he could. When the priest was starting to cum,
Brian opened the door walked out and told Sister Mary, that Father wanted
to see her right away.

Smiling, Brian made his way back to his classroom. Thinking of Sister Mary
catching Father Arder jacking off on her office floor was pure joy in a 10
year old boys mind. Little did he know that this would not be a surprise to
his principal.

Now his mind went to having Timmy lick and suck his ass, just like Father
had.  The thought of fucking Timmy never entered his mind. This act was
something beyond his knowledge at this time.

Walking back into the classroom the nun asked him if everything was ok. He
told her that Father wanted to talk to him about serving as an altar boy at
a funeral this Saturday, and went to his seat next to Timmy. Timmy passed
him a note asking what happened.. Brian quickly jotted down that he would
tell him at lunch time, and handed the note back.

At lunch Brian told Timmy that Father Arder had licked his ass, and that
Timmy was going to have to start doing that also. Timmy told him excitedly
that he knew how to do that and wanted to but was afraid that his
"boyfriend" would get mad if he tried it. Brian told him that he will get
his chance soon, and wondered if he was as good as the priest that probably
groomed him to lick and suck an ass.


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