Date: Sun, 21 Feb 2016 02:51:01 +0000
From: Charles holmes <desha1955@outlook.com>
Subject: Growing  Up  A  Chubby  Boy - 4   Adult Youth

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Growing Up A Chubby Boy - 4



I was about to head to the Seed and Feed Store when my mother called from
across the street. Seems it was the third week of the month and the
Catholic priest was coming to move into the church's apartment. Our town
was too small to have a full time priest or minister so on the third week
of each month a Catholic priest would come stay for a week and give
Catholic services at the church. On the other weeks we would have visiting
preachers from neighboring towns thus giving us a true non-denominational
church.

I had to ask her why she needed me since the priest had been coming there
for years and had never had anything to do with me. She informed me that
the priest that was coming was one that hadn't been there for over a year
and she wanted me to go over with Mr. Wilson, the caretaker of the church,
and help clean up the apartment and move items from the church that wasn't
Catholic related. Heading toward the church I knew Mr. Wilson would be
either in the church or small apartment out back.

Once I forced the old once white wooden doors open far enough for me to get
in I saw Mr. Wilson dusting the twenty or so pews in the large room that
served as the church. As I got closer I raised my voice because he was over
seventy years old and very hard of hearing. With a startled look on his
well groomed gray bearded face he turned and squinted even though he was
wearing his glasses. Waving at me he said my mother said she was sending me
over and tossed me a cloth. Telling me to start on the back row and work my
way forward he would finish working toward the back.

For the next hour we dusted and wiped off each pew even underneath before
we got brooms and began cleaning the floor. Taking a short break after
finishing the floor, Mr. Wilson got us both a cold iced tea and began
telling me what we had to do in the church before we went into the
apartment. Moving the chairs and lecturn in certain places we then draped
some cloths over different tables and such making the place look more like
a Catholic Church. Mr. Wilson brought out a big wooden box and began
polishing up some goblet items before placing then on the table at the back
of the stage area.

Giving the place one more good look he said it looked like we had done
everything we could to the church and should get on the apartment. First he
had me open all the windows since the place hadn't been used since the last
time the Catholic priest had been there. There was a dusty stuffy smell to
the place which seemed to begin to weaken as soon as the cool breeze
started through the three rooms. There was the front room which contained a
sofa, coffee table, end tables with lamps, and an old radio which I figured
probably didn't work. In the next room was a small refrigerator, a table
with four chairs, an oven and small counter with sink. The final room was a
simple bedroom. It contained an average size bed that though it was made
covered in a layer of dust. Lamp table on either side with matching but
antique looking lamps. A small desk was just inside the room next to the
door with a matching chest opposite the bed and next to the very small
closet.

Just off the bedroom was a bathroom which compared to the rest of the
apartment was more modern letting anyone who saw it know it had been added
a long time after the apartment was built. There was an old deep bathtub
with the legs that looked like claws gripping a ball. A shower curtain had
been attached around the tub so one could either take a bath or shower.
There was more storage room on the shelves beside the sink and toilet than
was in the small closet in the bedroom. Mr. Wilson stripped the bed and
pulled out some clean sheets and blankets from the chest. Reaching into the
bottom drawer he took out some face and bath towels and placed them in the
appropriate places in the bathroom. It took him a few minutes to scrub out
the toilet, sink and tub before claiming he was finished with the bathroom.

Another hour and we had the place as clean as it could get although the
entire place could use a new coat of paint. Mr. Wilson walked back into the
bathroom saying he had forgot to check the toilet. Wondering what he was
talking about I was a little surprised to see him unzip his pants and flop
out his uncut cock, pull the foreskin back and begin relieving himself. The
surprising thing to me wasn't that he was relievng himself but the fact
that he was doing it in my full view without giving it a second thought. I
felt my own cock begin to harden as I watched. Once his stream had stopped
he shook his cock up and down several times causing it to swell just a
little before he jerked the foreskin back and forth forcing the skin back
and forth over the thick head.

I hadn't noticed that Mr. Wilson had been looking at me as he continued to
pull his foreskin back and forth causing his cock to get harder. When I
looked up and saw him looking at me I felt my face turn red and started to
turn around. He told me there was no reason to get shy now, I had already
seen his cock and from the look of the front of my pants I liked what I
saw. Glancing back around I saw he had taken a full grip of his cock and
was now stroking what started out as a wrinkled ole penis and was now a
hard rod of human flesh. He told me to come on over and help him out which
I did without giving it a second thought.

Reaching out I took his cock in my hand and began moving it back and forth
paying a lot of attention to the head. He moaned out his approval as he
opened his shirt revealing a thick gray cover of hair over his chest and
stomach. Taking one hand I rubbed my fingers through the soft long hair
while keeping a steady pace with my other hand. He reached out and began to
stroke my head as he closed his eyes. He slowly moved his hand down my
shoulder and over my chubby stomach until he had his hand on my
crotch. Rubbing it a few times he asked if I might be more comfortable if I
dropped my pants. Taking my hands away from his body I quickly unbuckled my
pants and dropped them to the floor.

As I took his cock in my hands he began to rub his thick hard fingers over
my five stiff inches. The feeling of his fingers were course and stiff but
soon it was obvious he knew how to use them on a cock. Several times he
drew in his breath and held himself still before continuing back with his
stroking. The first time I didn't know what he was doing but by the third
time I knew he was keeping himself from shooting his load. I was rapidly
approaching my own and didn't want him to stop his. Leaning over I took the
head of his cock into my mouth and began to suck while stroking the bottom
four inches of his cock. He gasped then began to moan as his hips began to
pump on their own. I heard his breathing get faster and harder just as both
of his hands went to the back of my head. While holding onto my head he
pumped his hips, forcing as much of his cock into my mouth that my hand
would allow.

He started to mumble something but it turned into a long moan as his cock
blasted several streams of hot cum into my mouth. With each volley he would
grip my head tight and thrust his hips forward. The bottom of his hairy
belly would rub the top of my head. As his cock began to soften his grip on
my head eased and I took hold of my cock and rapidly jerked until it began
to spray my own cum. Mr. Wilson stepped back and took some toilet tissue
and wiped his cock clean as he handed me some to clean myself up. Smiling
he said he never expected anything like that and any time I wanted I was
welcome to repeated it with him. We cleaned up ourselves and made sure
there was nothing messed up in the bathroom before lowering the windows and
moving back through the church.

Outside Mr. Wilson said that the Priest was due to be there in about an
hour and he was walking home to get something to eat but would be back to
help him unpack for the week. He asked if I could come back to help. I told
him I had nothing to do and would probably go get a soda but come back. We
walked off in different directions. I was just out of the store with my
soda when the old pickup I recognized slowed down beside me and asked if I
was busy. Looking up I smiled at the big farmer who had fucked me before. I
told him I had to be at the church in about twenty minutes. He glanced
around and told me to get in that he would have me back in time.

He drove just out of town and had me get undressed while he drove. Pulling
off onto a road seldom used we went on for about half a mile. Looking
around he said we could see and hear anyone before they got too
close. Stopping the truck he got out and walked around to the passenger
door and opened it. Smiling he said he wished we had a little more time but
he would be as easy on my ass as he could. Rolling me on my back he spread
my chunky legs and to my surprise placed his mouth on my asshole. Licking
up and down he soon pushed his tongue deep into my asshole making me
moan. Standing up he pulled me to my feet and pushed his thick hard cock
toward me telling me to suck on it and get it as wet as I could. Doing as
he said I didn't swallow any of my own saliva and let it run down on his
hard cock.

Pulling it from my mouth he said I was doing a great job but we didn't have
time to waste and pushed me back up on the seat and over on my back. Taking
his cock he rubbed it up and down my crack and I heard him spit on my
asshole a couple times when he bent over. Placing the head against my hole
he began to apply pressure while leaning over and sucking on my chubby boy
tits. The pleasure from his sucking caught me off guard as the pressure
increased against my asshole. The pain hit quickly but before I could yell
out the cockhead had popped in past my sphincter. The farmer pushed himself
up with his large hard arms and slowly began to push and pull his cock in
and out of my asshole making it go further with each stroke. The pain was
easing up just as he began to pick up his rhythm.

Before the pain had faded he was pounding hard and fast and I felt my own
orgasm rapidly growing. Reaching down he took my hips and pulled me higher
while driving his cock deeper and deeper into me. Suddenly my cock erupted
spraying cum all over my stomach, chest, and face. This seemed to only
excite him more as he pulled me into him while using his massive thighs and
legs to drive hard into me. I could tell by the expression on his face he
was rapidly approaching his own orgasm as he grunted and drove deep into
me. I erupted into a second orgasm and we both moaned out as our bodies now
belonged to our orgasms. He grabbed my hips and slammed hard into my ass as
his cock flooded my ass with his hot seed. Spent he rested against me for a
few seconds before my ass squeezed his soft cock out. Pushing himself up he
pulled me up and had me squatt to let his hot seed drain out. Reaching
behind the seat he got some rags and after wiping himself off he had me
stand up and bend over so he could clean me up. He had me walk around some
while he got himself dressed. Making me squatt some more he cleaned me
again before helping me get dressed. Climbing back in the truck we headed
back to town.

Letting me out a block before the church he had me turn around to make sure
I didn't have any signs of what we had been doing on my clothes. Telling me
I looked fine he said next time he would make sure we would have more time
to enjoy each other. As he drove off I began to walk to the church enjoying
the slippery feeling of my cheeks as they rubbed back and forth plus could
feel the warmth around my asshole. Soon I was trying to hide my erection as
the walking only increased the desire. At that moment I was distracted by
the sound of a car coming up from behind me. I watched as it passed and
pulled in beside the church. Picking up my pace since I figured it was
probably the priest I smiled as this only increased the speed of my cheeks
rubbing together.

Getting to the church I watched as Mr. Wilson was opening the drivers door
of the car and helping the priest out. He was wearing one of those little
hats that one always sees in the pictures and as he stepped out I was
surprised as he was a good foot shorter than Mr. Wilson. As I approached
they spoke to each other then noticed me. Mr. Wilson told the priest that I
had come to help get his things out of the car and had been a great help in
cleaning the church and apartment. Holding out his hand the priest with a
strong Irish accent said he was glad to know me and thanked me for being of
service to the church. I just stared at this man who was about five inches
shorter than my five feet height. Dressed in one of those dark full length
robes that priest are always wearing, it was impossable to see what he was
built like but one didn't need to see because though he was shorter than
myself it was obvious he was twice my size.

I stood there with my mouth open as the priest asked if something was
wrong. Clearing my throat I said I was just surprised by his accent. He
smiled and said that he got that a lot from people he met for the first
time. Giving me a pat on the shoulder he said he needed to get something to
drink and walked into the apartment. Mr. Wilson opened the trunk of the car
and started taking out suitcases and boxes. Once he had them all out he
closed the trunk and said I could carry the suitcases in the bedroom and he
would take care of the boxes. I was sitting the items on the bed when the
priest came into the room and said he needed a good shower to wash off the
dust from the trip. He removed his hat and began pulling his robe up from
the floor in attempt to remove it. It seemed to get hung around his fat ass
and round stomach. Asking for a little help I stepped over and began
pulling the bottom of the robe up.

To my surprise the priest was naked beneath the thick robe and while he was
still struggling with getting it over his head I had a clear view of his
hairy stomach and ass but had to move around a little to see what was
really getting my cock throbbing. Where I expected to see his cock and
balls was a round thick mound with a wrinkled clump of skin. Don't know why
but it made my cock almost erupt causing me to gasp out just as he pulled
the garmet over his head. Smiling down at me he asked if I liked what I was
looking at. Without saying anything or looking away from his crotch I
knodded my head. Taking my hand he led me into the bathroom and said I
could help him with his shower.

Stepping into the bathroom he reached out and rubbed my chubby stomach
through my shirt which caused me to reach out and rub his nice round firm
hairy stomach and chest. He let out a long moan and said it had been too
long since he had felt some smooth young hands on his body. Taking my hand
he moved it down to his mound and told me to explore. At first I rubbed all
over the outside and beneath where I found the wrinkled skin that I knew
contained his balls. Gently pulling on the skin I soon felt his balls
hanging down into my hand causing him to moan even more. Excited and
curious at the same time I dropped to my knees to get a closer look at
where I knew his cock had to be. He spread his legs and lifted what he
could of his stomach which created a small hole in the mound which seemed
to be getting a little wider.

Getting closer I could see the head as it began to emerge from his
padding. Taking my head he pushed it against his mound pressing the head of
his cock against my lips. Instinctively I opened my mouth and began sucking
forcing this time a gasp from his mouth. I began to suck and press into him
trying to get more of his cock but found his mound was pushing back against
me. Wanting more of his cock inside me as well he said he knew a better
way. Pulling me to my feet we went back into the bedroom where he took the
pillows from the bed and placed one on the floor while telling me to get
naked.

When I was nude he moved up against me and took my hard cock and pressed it
against the hole where his hot cock was. Pushing against me he forced my
cock inside beside his hard cock and humped a few times. It was hot and wet
inside as he moaned and enjoyed my cock rubbing against his. Stepping back
he had me sit down on the pillow and lean my head back against the bed
while he placed the other pillow behind me. Taking my hands he raised them
above my head and did his best to straddle my body. Moving in close he
managed to place his mound against my face so I opened my mouth and started
sucking at the little hole. When he pushed his hips forward I felt the head
of his cock pop into my mouth filling it completely. The size surprised me
but didn't have time to think about it as he began pushing and moving in
closer and closer.

My mouth was filled with his cock and as he began pumping against my face
his mound seemed to give way as my face pressed into it. He picked up speed
and while slamming my head back against the pillow more of his cock was
forced in my mouth. He began mumbling something in some language I didn't
understand as his cock now was pressing against the back of my throat as he
fucked my mouth. Several times his body shivered releasing a sweet taste
into my mouth. Catching up to his pounding of my face I manage to suck and
breath as he pulled back just before he slammed back into me. If someone
had seen us they would have thought he was smothering me. By keeping my
arms pinned up over my head he kept my head back at just the right
angle. It wasn't until I felt his cock swell and begin to flood my mouth
that I became scared of not being able to breath. Swallowing as fast as I
could I managed to keep my throat clear enough to take quick breaths.



His short fat little body shook vilently as he thrust hard into my mouth
sending his short thick cock as deep as possible as it shot his hot creamy
load into my throat and stomach. Breathing heavy he released his grip on my
arms as he eased his cock from my mouth letting his mound swallow it back
inside. Stepping back he helped me up and had me lay back on the bed where
he attacked my cock and balls and within seconds had me filling his mouth
full of my young boy seed. He cleaned me up before pulling me to my feet
and telling me we both needed a shower. In the shower we lathered each
other up and rinsed off while fondling each other. At one point he sat down
in the tub and had me straddle him thus spredding my legs wide while he
sucked on my cock again. Once it was feeling really good he slipped first
one finger and then a second in my asshole. It didn't take but a few
minutes before I was flooding his mouth again with my seed.

When I returned to the church Mr. Wilson was finishing putting the items
away and asked if I had enjoyed myself with the Priest. Smiling I felt
myself turn red in the face and told him it was fun. He patted me on the
back and said that was great that once he finished up in here and the
Priest got settled in he would go visit him and pound that round ass of his
all night long. I was surprised but then figured I don't know why and
realized that Mr. Wilson knew the Priest and had told him what we had done
earlier. This explained why it had been so easy for the Priest to get me
naked.

I had started back home but the more I thought about the chubby little
priest the hornier I got. Mr. Smith was closing up his store as I passed
and asked what I was doing. Smiling I walked in past him and rubbed his
crotch on the way. He gave a little cough as he closed the door and
followed me to the back. Neither of us said a word as we peeled out clothes
off as quickly as possible. Before he could do or say anything I was
sucking on his cock trying to force all of it in my mouth and down my
throat. He had to pull back to keep from shooting his load too
quickly. Spinning me around he spit on his fingers and pushed them between
my cheeks and into my ass. Finding my asshole already slick he pulled his
hand back and moved me over to some boxes. Having me hold onto them he
drove his cock up inside me with one thrust envoking a loud scream from
me. Holding still for a second he let me catch my breath before he started
pounding me so fast that my entire ass became one hot area and my orgasm
rapidly approached.

Letting out several grunts I shot my load on the floor beneath us while
Mr. Smith never eased up but did grunt out a few times as my asshole
squeezed his hard cock. Pulling his cock out of my ass he used it like a
hammer and slapped it against my cheeks and then on my asshole which sent
chills through my body. Each time his big head hit my juicy hole I pushed
back trying to force the cock back inside me. He reached around and slowly
stroked my cock which was semi hard after shooting a load. Stepping back he
said he had a better idea as he pushed some boxes off of a table and had me
climb up on my back. Lifting my legs high in the air he stabbed his cock at
my asshole but it continued to slide above or below it. Acting like a
starving animal I grabbed the cock and held it in place so when he stabbed
again it sank all the way in till his balls were slapping my ass. Reaching
up I took hold of his arms holding my legs up and managed to push my ass
back up toward him.

For about thirty seconds he pumped so fast that my ass and his cock was
making a loud squishing sound as I moaned and felt my own cum spraying over
my face, chest and stomach. Mr. Smith was grunting out and I knew he wasn't
far from loosing his load which once started continued on for some time.
When he was spent he eased his hold on my legs and his cock quickly
deflated and was forced out of my hot asshole along with most of his seed
that splattered on the floor. Easing my legs down until they were hanging
off the table I felt more of his cum leaking out of my asshole. Moving my
hand down to my cock I was surprised to find it was hard and felt really
good when I stroked it. Just at that point there was some knocking on the
front door so Mr. Smith quickly dressed and told me to just rest while he
seen who was at the door.