Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2000 19:18:48 +0800
From: tReSe <kilt@edsamail.com.ph>
Subject: KILT: The Seminarian - 10 (m/m/t)(mast)(anal)(voyeurism)(exhib)

Date: August 14, 2000
KILT: The Seminarian - 10 (m/m/t)(mast)(anal)(voyeurism)(exhib)
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The Seminarian
by tReSe
Copyright 2000 Friday Trese Co. All Rights Reserved.

Accompanied by his puppy, Damien decided to take a stroll in the villa's
vast scenic landscape. This gave him the opportunity to analyze his
emotions for Jose and the thing that had transpired between them.

His puppy Pilay seemed to be doing much better than yesterday when he had
found him limping in the side of the dusty road. Pilay was running around
the area, Damien tried to catch up with his puppy, but the creature was a
lot faster than he was.

When Damien near the well, he saw two males in their naked glories having
sex on the grass. He hid in the bush to watch them.

From where he was, Damien tried to do as minimal noise as he can. He didn't
want the two lovers to know that they are being watched.

Though, he just had his first sexual experience with Jose earlier at the
library, this is another first for him. Seeing those guys having sex in the
open made his cock hard.

As he watch the younger guy bounced up and down on his much muscular
partner, he couldn't resist rubbing his peter through his pants. When the
older guy lifted his back off the grass to chew on the nipples of the guy
on dick, Damien unfastened the zipper of his trousers and pulled his rod
out. He then began masturbating with the same tempo as the guys' fucking
movement.

When he saw the younger guy arched his body backward, he knew that the
young lad had reached his orgasm. This was confirmed by the sperm that
gushed out of his long knob, which covered his lover's chest and
pecs. Somehow seeing this made him lose his also, he began spewing his
seeds on the ground and on his pants.

As Damien's frenzy was about to die down, he heard Pilay barked and ran
passed him towards the lovers. He panicked and ran after his puppy.

The lovers saw the pup heading their way and Damien running after him. They
remained in the position on the ground naked and entwined. Things were
happening so fast for them. When Pilay passed them, they saw Damien with
his spent cock swaying out of his pants. When Damien was in front of them,
he paused a bit and had a good look at the lover's faces. Then when he saw
that both of them were looking at his crotch, he followed their and
realized that his cock was hanging out. He immediately put it back inside
of his pants and ran after his dog.

Back in the guestroom, Damien just finished dressing up for dinner. This
would be his first opportunity to meet the rest of Don Alfredo's
household. He kept thinking about what happened in the garden that
afternoon. He was anxious that someone might find out what he did. But the
question that's been hovering in his head the most was the identity of
those two guys, especially the younger one. He knew that he had seen that
face before but he couldn't remember when or where.

As he walked in the dining room, Don Alfredo and his uncle didn't noticed
him because they were busy talking to each other. When the adults sensed
his presence, they looked up to him. Don Alfredo smiled at him and waved
him to come close to him. That's when it hit Damien. The young lad he saw
in the garden looked exactly like Don Alfredo. He deduced that the guy
might be his host's son.

"Damien, you look like you've seen a ghost?" Don Alfredo asked.

Damien remained quiet. He was too lost in his thoughts that he didn't heard
what Don Alfredo had just said. His uncle stood from his seat and walked
towards him. When Padre Patricio was in front of his nephew, he shook him
by the shoulder. This brought Damien back from his astral like state.

"Damien, are you all right?"

"Uh..? Ah... yes, uncle."

"You seemed to be somewhere else just awhile ago."

"Ah, sorry about that, I guess, I was a bit surprised that only the three
of us will feast on this bounty dinner." Damien lied to cover up his real
thoughts.

"Oh, my sons will be here any moment now." Don Alfredo said. "Why don't you
seat beside your uncle while we wait for them."

Damien sat beside his uncle anxiously waiting for his host's sons. He tried
to control his nervousness in meeting the young lad he saw earlier. They
chitchatted a bit about what they did that day when the boys entered the
room. As Don Alfredo's sons sat in their respective chairs, Damien couldn't
help himself be mesmerized by their gorgeous faces and incredible bodies.

In the table, Don Alfredo was seated at the middle. On his right were Padre
Patricio and Damien. On his left were Pedro then Miguelito.

"This are my sons, Pedro and Miguelito." Don Alfredo said his sons' names
as he pointed them.

"Boys, this is my best friend's brother, Father Patricio and his nephew who
will be a priest in the near future, Damien."

Damien nervously smiled at the two brothers. He noticed that they don't
have any facial similarities. Though both were equally handsome but in a
different way. Pedro's face was brutish in comparison to Miguelito's
angelic appeal. The eldest's complexion was a bit tan while Miguelito was
creamy. Damien was busy studying their faces, when he noticed Pedro
whispered something to Miguelito. This aroused Damien's suspicion. Could
they be talking about when they saw me earlier, he thought. Would they his
uncle that they saw him running in garden with his private part exposed?
His mental monologue were interrupted when one of the servants poured soup
on his bowel.

As he tasted his soup, he tried to veer his eyes away from Pedro and
Miguelito's eyes. He didn't want make any eye contact with either one of
them because every time he does he starts to feel nervous. Somehow he
managed to do this through out the dinner.

When cake and coffee were served, he dropped his fork on floor. Don Alfredo
and Padre Patricio decided to skip deserts and went to the den because they
had something private to discuss. After the adults left, no one spoke.

Damien tried to gobble his grab fast, which caused him to drop his fork on
the floor. The brothers seemed undistributed about the clanking sound
caused by Damien's fork. They continued to leisurely sip their coffees and
eat their sweets. Damien then decided to pick it up from the floor, but he
couldn't see where it was. Perhaps the fork was under the table, he
thought.

By now he was on his knees lifting the table mattress to look for his
utensil. He gasped loud when he saw the brother's were jacking each other
under the table. He hit his head on the table and he heard the brother's
laughed out loud at his reaction. He immediately went out under the table
and ran out of the room without looking at Pedro and Miguelito out of
embarrassment.


***Part 11 coming soon***


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