Date: Sun, 17 Mar 2013 06:04:35 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Confessions and Hail Mary's

Confessions and Hail Mary's   Chapter One... (C) Alex  Carr


Sean thought of himself as a true catholic - having been brought up in  a
staunch catholic family.

All was fine until he reached adolescence and the hormones started to bite
with overwhelming results.

But now he'd reached twenty, he had become deeply involved because of his
vibrant passion pangs which regularly happened, because of his pent up
fervor.  -He became obsessed with wanting his first experience sexually.

He'd become like so many young male adults, unaware of the feminine needs,
just going at it hell for leather without consideration of the emotional
pulls.

The girls to whom he did take a shine, declined him mainly because of his
attitude which. let's say, was not all that complimentary and certainly did
not  attract favor.

It was almost as if he was living in the past when men just took a woman
for their needs and clumsily at that.

But something happened for which Sean could never forgive himself, it was
like an alien had taken over his body leaving him with no control - and this
 time he really had gone too far with a girl who smiled at him on a bus.

He bucked up his courage to visit a priest for confession and knew that he
had to come out with the truth and nothing but the truth, and receive his
due  penance, so there he was, in the confession box, curtain closed,
talking  to Father Whimsey in a separate compartment through the lattice.

"And what do you wish to confess my boy?" The priest asked softly and at
once, although Sean had been a nervous wreck, he felt immediately
comfortable -  being able just to see a vision of the priest's head through the
lattice  grill..

"Father, I have done a horrible thing, I have raped a girl!"

There was a short pause before the priest replied, asking if the police
were involved.

"I have not heard anything yet!"

"Then you must tell me what came over you to commit this fowl deed upon
another human being."

"I simply don't know, father. It is as if I lost complete control over
myself."

Sean was asked if he knew the girl, was she a friend and Sean said that she
 was not.

"Then how did it happen, what caused you to do it, you must tell me all my
boy."

Sean took a deep breath. The only way to explain was exactly how it came
about.

"I just have a very high sexual level, Father. On the way home from the
City I was commuting on a bus. after work, at that time public transport is
always crowded. I managed to get seat but many were standing, including this
girl who stood sometimes touching my shoulder."

"And?  You must tell me all, what happened next?"

"Well she was dressed in skin tight brush jeans which looked so very
alluring. I don't know if she realized or not but her hind was right up near to
my face as I sat there. She was slim, had the perfect figure a guy could die
 for. Each time the bus changed gear and jolted I felt the warmth of her
bottom    brush against my face and it was  as if one of my  fantasies had
come true."

"Fantasies? You need to tell me your most secret and deepest thoughts if I
am, through the good lord, able to help you."

"I dream of sniffing a girl, especially there, it was delightful and for
all the world, when the bus abruptly pulled up at some traffic lights, she
almost toppled upon me and in so doing, and it was unintentional, honest
father  - my hand was unintentionally deep into her crotch. But it felt so good.
She  apologetically got to her feet again and gave me a wonderful smile.
But I was  smiling too. Because she seemed to take it all in her stride that I
had touched  her there through her jeans, and she smiled that way - well, I
instinctively  thought I was  on a promise that's all. She got off the bus
at my stop and  we somehow ended up walking together. Exchanging things
about ourselves. When  she said she hadn't a regular boy friend I thought I was
in there and I felt  warm and complete in her company, even though I had
never met her before.

"We took the path along a quiet spinney with tress each side, it was
getting dark and she said she was glad she had a companion with her because she
always felt scared walking down there after dark, but soon the clocks would
be  going back one hour and she could come home in daylight. When we reached
the end  of the lane she told me here name was Maria and I told here mine.
She smiled  beautifully and said perhaps we shall meet again on the bus home
tomorrow  evening. I said I hoped so. I felt like I wanted to kiss her. I
was almost  compelled to but thought well, I would be seeing her again so to
put a hold onto  it until tomorrow night.

"That night I had the most carnal dreams about her, it seemed so real
Father.  And because she befriended me with that certain smile I felt I was  on
a promise. My whole body wanted her and when, the following evening, she
kissed me on the cheek as we parted I told her that I loved her.

"I really thought that because she kissed me and seemed so happy in my
company, I really felt I could go further. I'd figured that she liked when I
touched her and wondered if it was intentional that she fell on me like that,
if  it wasn't I made myself believe it was and when I grabbed and held her,
 plastered her with kisses she sort of prompted  me to stop, moving my
exploring hand from that place I had felt on the bus.

"But I couldn't stop father, I honestly couldn't  it was just that my
animal instincts took over and I was going to have her whatever..

"She screamed and struggled but I thought that was just a show, well
looking back I guess that's what I chose to think, All I knew is I had this
wonderful girl in my arms, she felt and smelt divine and I had to have her there
 and then."

"So you had intercourse with Marie I take it, despite her resistance son,
did you not stop to realise what an emotional effect that would have had on
the  girl?"

"Father, my mind was swamped with the smell of her, the feel of her, the
touch of here hind rubbing against my face. That took all else away, I was
committed and nothing could stop me. It was as if I had been pent up for so
long. In the office and in the street I was obsessed looking at beautiful
girls  in short skirts of tight trousers and jeans - like they were doing all
they  could to tempt the male species.

"It had come to a point when all those pent up feelings had to be released,
 so when the opportunity seemed to arise, I took it. End of story.

"I guess, being a celibate priest you could never understand how it is,
even though primarily you are a male, Father?"

The priest did not comment. He said for Sean to pray and collect his
thoughts whilst he did the same, when he would know the penance to apply. But
before that he asked if Sean had apologized to the girl after the deed.

"She was in no fit state she just ran off crying." He paused a little then
 added; "I really thought she wanted me to when she kissed me like that. It
was  like something had taken over control of me and I must have seemed to
her like a  raging animal or something. I tried to apologize but she'd gone
and I was left  there feeling gutted, not believing myself what had happened.
"

"Oh dear, then we shall both pray for her sake."

Silence reigned for about five minutes and then the priest spoke again, he
explained that Sean must ask for repentance saying the courts do not take
rape  lightly and there is no reasoning it seems; about the overwhelming
temptations  displayed almost everywhere these days, the way girls dress and
appear often to  do outrageous things - can quickly stir the groin of a full
red blooded male who  is brooding for gratification.

"But if you don't mind me saying Father how is it possible for you to
understand the sheer turmoil I felt; .a turbulence that rose inside me like a
festering volcano. And  how I was when an opportunity, given just the
slightest encouragement, to go for it?"

"Because, like you I am open to temptation"

But I thought Priests were required to remain celibate all their lives
Father?"

"It is the ruling of the Catholic Church, sure it is and as a priest I am
obliged to keep to it. Yet as a human being I am, as much as you, tempted by
the  devil inside me."

"You mean you have succumbed Father?"

Little did Sean know that in the privacy of the booth the priest was
lightly masturbating himself; having been aroused by the conversation

"It is probably harder for me. as a Priest to resist the temptations of the
 flesh and I do question myself in search for some reasoning to excuse my
secret  fantasies,"

Sean was silent, he'd never imagined that a holy father could be drawn into
 such confidential l debate, he felt a certain empathy for him, how could
it be  natural in the eyes of God to remain celibate.

"But we are expected to sacrifice the needs of the flesh, son" He said
when  Sean put that question to him.

"But I am here now to deliver a suitable penance - I say to you that if you
 can you must attempt to put things to rights with the poor young girl who
suffered the torment of your lust. You must try to put yourself into her
shoes  and try to understand just how it was for her. In kissing you she was
probably  simply showing you that she was initially interested in you as a
boyfriend and  anything more would come in time - that is how it usually is,
the womenfolk  being much more emotional."

"So how many Hail Mary's Father?

"I want you to come to see me weekly. We are both of like minds as far as I
 can see. We can do a lot for each other to calm the devil's desire. When I
 permit you to leave the booth - wait a few moments whilst I pray and then
we  shall depart to my quarters for your first Hail Mary.

Having arrived in the priest's quarters, Sean was asked to be seated and it
 was the first time he had seen the priest clearly. He then departed to
another  room saying he had to disrobe, and Sean thought nothing of it,
assuming that is  what a Priest does whence has finished  confessions.

But who would have thought the man of religion would emerge from the room
like a fiend in his complete nothingness, and with a huge scepter of a penis
 that Sean could never have envisaged.

"So, my son, comes your first Hail Mary; you will feel like the girl you
raped but in turn we shall both dissolve the sexual desire in our groins by
delivering the needs and the passion we both keep private, a passion which
needs  to be relinquished, else it will burst and for me; I would die not
knowing how  it is to bond with another human being."

Sean was flabbergasted and never having been involved in a gay relationship
 it was made quite clear he must be raped like the girl he raped, and when
the  priest commenced ripping off his clothing he was right scared.

"You are frightened, Sean - I can see it in your eyes, now think of how
that girl felt when I penetrate you and you will suffer the pain gladly."

The big man slung the lad across the arm of the couch and instantly made to
 enter him, thrusting to and fro with no consideration at all and when Sean
cried  for mercy he would not hear of it, the boy was going to feel the
whole length of  it - inside a very tight virgin orifice and he would suffer
the consequences as  well as the needs of a man who had suffered the sexual
urge for so long, and had  never had the opportunity to gratify it.

This was his opportunity. For many a day - he had fantasized how it would
be with a person of either sex. Already he had noticed the tightness of Sean'
s  backside which looked so inviting and because of the lad's bad deed, he
could  use him without fear of being exposed, because in  so doing he would
have  to expose himself to the authorities, because he felt the girl he'd
raped would  be reluctant to do,

He pushed and pushed, Sean was yelling it hurt, the frenzied priest said he
 would open it with some oil which he brought from the kitchen and firmly
anointed the lad's anus with a good rubbing and probing- and at last he was
able  to squelch the bulk of his penis into the stretched aperture.

"He thrust firmly all the time saying `now you will know how it must have
been for that poor girl."

Several times, the frenzied priest lugged into him; and several times after
 each thrust, he spanked his right cheek with a resounding slap.

"That really hurts Father, please stop!"

"And how do you think the girl you raped felt? We are not finished yet by a
 long chalk. Now down to the carpet on all fours - open your legs wide to
receive  Hail Mary two."

The priest was in his element letting free all that pent up energy which
for so long had been driving him crazy - had been causing all sorts of
hideous  carnal fantasies that he had to live with, pretending he was strong
enough, as a  priest is expected to be, to put off the hunger of the flesh and
concentrate on  matters of his priesthood.

Now he knew what he had been missing and bore no mercy for the poor lad he
was using to let all that energy free once and for all. With Sean crouched
on  all fours as if awaiting the priest's large persisting presence; but all
the  time, wishing it would soon be over, wondering just how many more Hail
Mary's he  had to suffer.

With endeavor and fortitude the priest managed to get fully inside and
soaked up the feeling of Sean's warm tunnel which he moaned; was reminiscent of
 the tunnel of life, with a bright light at the end. That is how he
interpreted  it, like it was a message from the almighty to deliver his seed to
that light at  the end.

With a final thrust  the priest managed something that formerly he  could
only achieve by hand, his own hand, and as he came out of the lad he felt
the absolute gratification.

The lad was rolling on the floor wondering if there was yet another Hail
Mary but the very happy  priest told him that his penance was complete but
resolved this would be an ongoing thing, that he must return in one week to
serve more of his penance and the needs of them both.

Sean was beside himself with what had happened - never thinking for one
moment that a holy priest could do such a thing. But there was a lot more he
didn't know about the man he had asked forgiveness - but strangely he was
later  able to appreciate how the girl he raped must have felt and he would do
his  utmost to see her again and try to make it all better.

He could not simply blame his atrocious deed on the short skirts girls wear
 and the way they tease and sex themselves, he needed t restrain himself ,
to  find a girl he really loved, a girl who wanted him in every way and he'd
aim for  that.