Description: Grant was something of a unique case among the students at St. Peters. I met Grant’s stepfather at a Catholic men’s retreat. We connected and he took me aside to ask me about his stepson. He said he didn’t have absolute proof but he was fairly certain that Grant was experimenting sexually with at least one of his friends and he didn’t know what to do about it. I told him that it was possible that Grant was being led astray by bad influences, but it was also possible that he was naturally attracted to men. However, being inclined to sin is not the same as committing sin and he should send Grant to St. Peters where he would be under good influence and he could learn to handle his bad temptations. That wasn’t a lie. I just didn’t define exactly what good influence was, or how he would be taught to deal with his temptations. I often volunteer for confession. It can be boring, hearing the same trivial sins over and over. Young men are more the same than not. “Bless me Reverend, I lied to so-and-so about not doing my homework,” “I masturbated to orgasm,” “Me and another altarboy snuck into the kitchen and stole some cookies.” The last is as exciting as it gets, practically an altarboy felony. But then along comes the young man who admits he’s having “carnal thoughts.” That’s what makes the hours worth it. Some of the priests don’t even want virgins. It’s certainly easier and simpler to fuck an experienced altarboy. In addition to just knowing how you are changing a young man’s world, though, is the fact that nobody forgets their first time. Right up until his last day, I’m the one he will remember. It does have to be handled carefully, though. It helps that he is already feeling guilty and vulnerable. He wants someone to show him the way. He needs just that little bit of encouragement to give into his curiosity. I was expecting Grant to come in for his first communion. Unlike most of the time, I was fairly sure he was experienced. I could move faster, fuck him harder, enjoy myself even more. He willingly volunteered the fact that he had done things with other young men, even the fact that he had gone all the way. His stepfather was right about his suspicions. Grant was also every bit as cute as the picture his stepfather showed me on his phone. It was very easy to get him to admit his carnal sins. Even easier to get his hand around my, by then, very hard and throbbing cock. The thought that I would soon be balls deep in that sweet young man had me ready to pop, let alone his open fascination with my size and uncut foreskin. I let him suck me for a while, then I returned the favor. It was time for the main event and I moved to his side of the confessional. As I suspected, he had never had his ass eaten. Unless they have some training by an older man, young men hardly even think about that. His hole was wonderful. I didn’t want to loosen him up too much, though. Knowing he was experienced I figured he would take even my cock fairly easily. I wanted him tight when I went in. Usually I sit back and let virgins ride me. It gives them control over their comfort level but also, if they have any doubts later about what happened, I didn’t force them. They were the ones who chose to sit on my cock and ride me, until I bred their tight young hole. Knowing Grant had some experience, I took advantage of the opportunity, putting him on his back where I could give him a propper fuck. He laid back with grin on his face taking my fat rod like a pro, fisting himself until I fucked a load out of him. Seeing that was too much.

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