Description: It was a quiet night at St. Peter’s Catholic School for Boys, the sound of the crickets chirping was all that could be heard from my dormitory. I took this as an opportunity to do some light reading, still not entirely tired enough for bed just yet. It seemed like a bit of an oxymoron to be reading up on the Bible after having explicitly violated its teachings whenever my mind goes back to thinking about my confession with Father Snow. But it seemed as though I wasn’t the only one struggling with these sorts of temptations as there was more Catholic boys’ school sex happening than I would’ve suspected. Especially since I experienced it first hand with one of my superiors, the ones I am meant to seek guidance from when having doubts. I still didn’t have a full understanding of how things operated here, I really was just going with the flow and waiting to be led by someone with more experience. Little did I know that that kind of guidance would not be exclusive to the priests, but the offer could also extend to other more experienced altar boys like my roommate Lane. When he came into our shared dorm he sat on the edge of his bed for a moment before announcing he was going to get ready for bed. He slowly started to strip off his clothing, first his sweater vest, he pulled his belt off and his hands linger around his groin area. My eyes drifted from the text I was reading after I realized that I had been scanning the same line over and over again. When he pulled down his pants I saw that he had a noticeable bulge in his underwear. He was even leaning his body in my direction so I could get a good look at it, almost like he knew I would have my eyes glued to that spot. I licked my lips, feeling parched, as I suddenly became aware of the fabric in my own pants reaching their limitations as my hard-on grew fully erect from seeing my roomie strip down before me. Was it hot in here, or just me? Lane sat down at the end of my bed, his underwear bulging, shirt left open to reveal his toned torso. That small patch of hair just under his naval was practically begging for me to follow it down to explore more of his body. I put my book down and tentatively crept my way next to the confident boy, my frame shrinking next to his. My hand trembled as I rested it on his warm thigh, and when I leaned forward to get closer to him, our lips made contact. Lane’s tongue thrust into my mouth as we started kissing. He grabbed my shaky hand and moved it on top of his large trouser snake, a sigh of relief escaped from me as my hands wrapped around his rock hard length. He had a much bigger cock than I had expected him to have, but I definitely wasn’t complaining if he was willing to show it off for me! My hand slid up and down his throbbing shaft, but soon the desires took over, and I positioned myself to take the swollen mushroom head into my mouth. I slurped down more of Lane’s big cock, and before I knew it he was leaning back, groaning, as I took my time worshiping every inch. It felt good having him take the lead. Just like Father Snow, he could tell what I wanted, but was too timid to ask for myself. When he told me to flip over on all fours I was amazed by how tender Lane’s touches were, diving his tongue deep into my hairless hole, his touches slow and deliberate. The hung top didn’t seem to want to dominate me, but rather it was as though he got off on giving me pleasure instead. A smile crept onto my face when Lane told me to stay still, and I felt the tip of his massive manhood poke against my pucker. He pushed in, and I couldn’t help but moan, feeling him fill up that empty space I never knew existed before getting fucked. For something that I was told was so wrong, it felt so unbelievably good having him fuck me. When Lane leaned further back as I took more of his many inches, I couldn’t contain my cries as he long dicked me, sinking in balls deep. I was so quiet when we got started. I was sure that no one else in the dorms would be awake to hear us, but that’s where I might’ve been wrong. Lane did his best to shush me quiet, but with our groans, the sound of kissing lips and the bed squeaking loud and proud as we continued having hot gay sex, that we might not have been so discreet after all.
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