Secret life: The Confession booth (Patreon)

I wrote a little story for them, it might sound a bit silly, you can skip if you want. Enjoy xD ------------------ Breeze of winter air gave Father John a little kiss on his ear, it was cold but didn't bother him one bit for he had been in the tightly sealed confession booth for nearly two hours. His ear twitched, not because of the wind but of a familiar rhythm “clip clop, clip clop”. "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been…… only a day since my last confession” – said the rough voice from beyond the wall It’s William, William the goat. Only when the sun said goodbye he would go to the church, and always the last one at the booth. “Oh father, you must have already known what I’m here for eh, why don’t we cut it to the chase. Ah yes father, yesterday… yesterday… I had sex again, in a wide open area even! Oh how exciting it was!” – William said with an overly excited tone. “You know that having premarital sex is a sin, yet you keep committing it over and over again, would you like me to remind you of that?” – John stiffened his voice. “Oh no no father, this is more, much more than that, we had sex behind the church, near the well… a very secluded place” – William added-in. “And it was a priest, father, like you yourself” – William whispered “A priest?”- John frowned. Every other night, William came to confess that he committed adultery with a different man. Yes, only men. Especially the more mature elderly ones like John himself. “Yes, yes, yes, a priest! A plump, round priest. He pinned me onto the back wall of this church, father, in broad daylight! But no one was watching, we were covered in sweat, his musk… my favorite old man musk… huh… you reek the same smell, you know dear father –“ “What atrocity!” -John raised his voice- “Do you know what you have done ? Committing sin right in this holy ground, and with a father, no less! You will-“ “Will confess my sin? That’s what I’m doing right now! – William interrupted John with a mocking voice. “Now let me tell the rest of the story, back to that moment that our lovely priest pressed his hard cock on my face and made me suck it off, it was full of dirt, uncleaned waste, and I cleaned it all like a good boy” William keeps rambling about it without allowing John to stop his intolerable ‘story time’. It has always been this way for more than a month, beginning with William being a total whore then stopped by John but it was no use trying to prevent something that ought to happen. However, deep within Father John’s soul, he is feeling something. His cock, right now, is rock hard. From William’s description, the priest must have been George, an old Bloodhound who has almost the same build as himself. John can’t keep the thought of him being in George’s place as William describes how he fucked George nicely “His man boobs were so big and softer than most pillows I slept on! Father, I felt like he lactated a bit when I sucked on it. That was kind of weird but he moaned so loud so I didn’t have the heart to stop. Then I licked him from the top to bottom, his behind was already so wet from sweat when I got to it, do you know you can orgasm by just someone eating your ass… if you know what orgasm is, Father” John stays silent, his mind wandered back to the past, when he was still a young monk following his mentor. John and his mentor were taking a quick dip in the cold mountain stream from a long journey, and in that moment, John got hard from seeing his mentor’s naked bare body. “Father?” – William poked. John coughed to signal that he was still there while trying his best to breathe and calm himself down. The robe was already wet with his precum and there was no sign of it stopping just yet. “Then I grabbed his belly while fucking this tight ass as hard as I can. He was so noisy! I know my cock is good but I don’t want my head on the chopping block in the most vigorous time of my life. I ejaculated all of my juice in him, father before anyone found out while he came all over me! God bless, it was the most exciting act ever, I should have sex in public again. Oh my cock is getting hard from thinking about it” It was too much to bear for John’s mind this time, as George’s image is a spitting mirror of himself. He let out a slight moan but quickly held it back. The other side is silent. “See you soon, Father John” – William said after a while, his voice feels much closer than normal “Go in peace” – John replied “Thanks be to God”. Soon. As William promised, he came back the next night. “This is his almighty’s test for me, I must not fall into the devil trap, I must” – John mumbled as the hoof sound got closer and closer. “Good day Father, bless me for I have sinned. About the priest yesterday, George, he told me his name” – William comfortably enters the booth “Oh and you smell so good today, dear father” John has been sweating even more profusely today, perhaps both from the weather, and the feeling of dread covering every single fur on his body. “George… he told me that… I would be thrilled to meet you, Father John, he doesn’t know we are so close together already! Talking, whispering to each other every night. He said your boob is even bigger than his and I fondled his pink tits in this very hallway this early mornin-“ “William Wright stop right this moment, you’re going too far!”-John stood up and almost yelled out loud. “Relax… relax dear father, I’m just here to wash my sins away, isn’t it the point of the confession booth?” – William said calmly with his usual mocking voice “His tits, yes, huge isn’t it? You must have seen it yourself, have you ever wondered how it feels when you rub your fingers against it? It must feel so good as big George told me to keep going” – William continued, completely winning over any voice John was trying to make. It’s all futile effort to stop this goat and John is forced to sit through it again. “…then he sat down and started jerking off in front of me, rubbing that fat cock against a table, hands free! What a talent!” John digs his memory to mute the devil’s voices whispering to his ear. But the more he digs, the more his sins start to resurface. John jerked off. Not at this moment, but he wasn’t sure how long he could hold it. He jerked off to the image of his mentor naked on lonesome nights. He always has liked men, their body, smell and accidental touches make John’s brain go haywire, but he has always kept it down as much as he can. But dreams tell the truth, visions of him sharing kisses, committing adultery with other men (to be specific, his mentor) appear on nights that he repressed this feeling. John was lost at that moment. His body is now acting out of his pure animal nature as he undresses himself and begins following William’s description of his sexual act with George. “George squeezed both of his tits while his leg raising up, revealing his broken asshole that I fucked the other day to me” John followed the exact same move as he slowly moved his sweaty robe out of the way, he rubbed on his tits so hard that a stream of precum went out, letting a moan go stray off his mouth. William wasn’t at where he was before anymore, but John was too into the act that he didn’t know that William moved. William is already in the booth with John. Soft footsteps can be heard from far across the hallway, William muffles John’s moan with his hand as he continues confessing: “I pressed my head against thy body” – said William, then pressing his head into John’s belly “Then I embrace thy as tight as possible and give thy a kiss” – said William, then locked his mouth with John. “It was wrong for we are not married, yet my body is acting against my will, oh father, she was too pretty for the likes of me” – William started kneeling and lifted John’s big belly, revealing another big fat pouch on the penis area, and a cock already rock hard. “We then became one flesh, both body and soul. Is it so wrong, father, to be in love? To be accepted, to be cherished” – said William, playing with John’s foreskin and sucking it mouth deep. John couldn’t hold it much longer as his body shivered, his legs shaking, a mixed stream of cum and sweat flowing into William’s mouth. “Please baptize me my lord, with Holy Spirit and fire, and I shall repent for my sins” – with John’s fluid in his mouth, William again gave John a deep, long, dirty kiss. The footsteps went away as both of them are now covered in each’s other semen. William has also ejaculated onto John’s chest. William now laid on John’s body, both breathing from exhaustion. By God’s will or by himself, John gave William a light hug. “Find George, and tell him the password” – William whispered, still huffing in rhythm. “My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth” The goat unwrapped John’s embrace and stood back, then gave John a kiss on the forehead, the hand and made a sign of the cross while he smirks slightly. William dressed up and left while John was still laid bare with fluid all over his body. It feels so good, yet so wrong at the same time. John has committed a cardinal sin. He used his outer cloak to wipe out all the cum on his body and on the booth itself, hoping no one would notice the smell until he came back with proper washing cloth and water. Breeze of winter air blows through the window of Father John’s bedroom, it was a cold night but John feels warm physically and mentally as his thoughts start to clash with each other. He will pay a visit to Father George tomorrow.