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Brotherhood of Bears
CHAPTER 1: Into The Darkness
Ted McGuiness is a 58 year old Irish American; 6 foot tall, 270lbs, broad shoulders, full head of prematurely gray hair and a good size ball-belly. He carries himself with an air of self confidence, aided by the flirts he often receives from woman he encounters. He would smile but never took the bait for he has been married to his wife Kathy for 23 years now, with a son, Ted Jr (Teddy to family members), now 21. The marriage had quickly become one of convenience after Teddy was born. Kathy lost interest in sex soon after giving birth. At first she complained about post-childbirth discomfort, hoping Ted would give up. It didn't help that Ted was packing a fairly thick 6 inch cock and he knew how to use it. Well, men don't usually lose the urge just because the woman has and Ted was no different. If he was honest with himself, Ted would admit that he didn't really find Kathy attractive anymore. She had let herself go after the pregnancy meaning there was more of her in places that should have been tight and trim. Still, Ted thought, she's my wife and she ought to tend to my sexual needs even if she didn't enjoy it all that much.
He had experimented in his early teens with the boy next door and those thoughts had been coming back to him a lot lately. He found himself more and more aroused at those memories as well as one incident that occurred a couple of weeks prior. He had stopped to take a leak at the rest stop bathroom on the highway one night on his way home. As he rushed up to the urinal, he didn't pay much attention to the man on his right, a couple urinals away. As Ted was emptying his overloaded bladder, the other man moved quickly towards Ted and dropped to his knees, inches away from Ted's piss hose and seductively uttered
"Give me your piss!" Ted instinctively ordered the man away gruffly and the fellow apologized and ran out. With him gone, Ted noticed, much to his surprise that he was pissing through a full hard-on!
"Why the hell am I hard?" he pondered silently. He returned his focus to filling the urinal and headed back to his car. That night, he was feeling horny and tried to coax Kathy into letting him fuck her. She wasn't having it-as usual. He said he would be quick and she shot back
"That's the problem! You are always too quick! You get your rocks off and I'm left with your sticky cum in my pussy and no orgasm for myself. Why don't you go jerk off in a corner!" Ted countered with
"What do you think I've been doing all these years, you selfish bitch!" Arguments had been plentiful in the McGuiness home over the years and they had been increasing in both frequency and intensity lately, often getting vicious but not violent yet. A happy marriage this was not!
One Friday night, after yet another fight with "The Bitch" (it seemed he addressed her as Bitch more often than Kathy these days) nagging him about pretty much everything, Ted stormed out of the house and drove off with no real plan of where to go but he HAD to get away. Ted hadn't been out drinking in years and hitting a bar seemed like a good way to get back at her and calm down at the same time. With that sort of drama, who wouldn't be driven to drink?! He drove for a while until he saw a small place set back from the road with neon beer signs in the windows. He smiled as he parked and headed inside. He took a quick look around the place then found a spot at the bar and ordered his drink.
Mario the bartender was a friendly fellow, Italian and looking to be in his 40s with a build that said he took no shit from anyone. A few tattoos on each arm added to the menacing aura. His black hair was slicked back making him look like he belonged in an earlier era. He welcomed Ted as he had not seen him there before.
"It's my first time" Ted replied. The bartender smiled a bit mischievously and the 2 exchanged names and shook hands. In spite of his imposing physical presence, Mario's voice and mannerisms put Ted at ease pretty fast and before long, Ted was spilling his guts out regarding his crumbling marriage. That first drink led to a few more and upon scanning the room once more, Ted realized that there wasn't a woman to be found in the place! He did see 2 guys kissing and then it clicked: this is a gay bar! For a few seconds, he panicked until those remembrances of his teenage experiments with the boy next door popped up in his mind. He quickly realized that something else had popped up: his cock was straining to be contained in his pants. Perhaps it was the alcohol, or the urge to get even with Kathy or just plain horniness but Ted thought it was time to have his first real gay sexual encounter tonight. He must have had a look on his face as Mario, the bartender leaned over and said
"You're a virgin aren't you Ted? This isn't just your first time here but you haven't been with a man before, have you?" Ted explained how he and the neighbor had played with each other's cocks and watched each other cum. The other boy had sucked on Ted's cock for a little bit and Ted was about to taste his when he heard his Mother calling for him. He had mixed emotions about being interrupted, even after all these years. Women...
Ted and Mario talked a lot until suddenly Ted became anxious. Perhaps it was his conscience: here he was a married, straight man, in a gay bar, telling his woes to a man he just men after drinking more than he should have. He felt guilty now and his Catholic upbringing caused him to think of confessing to a priest all these turbulent thoughts swirling around in his intoxicated brain. He wondered to himself if Mario was gay. He was working in a gay bar and was being super friendly to Ted, more so than other customers. Maybe he was trying subtly to pick up Ted? Ted started to get up to leave when Mario mentioned a church just a couple blocks away. Ted now wondered if he said aloud what he was mulling over in his head. Just how much did he drink tonight?
Mario told Ted he was in no condition to drive and to hand over his car keys-he could come back for them after he saw the priest. His school years of playing football had blessed Ted with a pair of muscular legs and tonight they seemed unaffected by the alcohol as he left the gay bar in search of the church Mario mentioned. It wasn't the biggest of churches but with the classic architectural design, drunken & confused Ted found it quite easily. Gripping the railing, he climbed the front steps and opened the large wooden ornate doors and went inside. Any sober man would have wondered why the church doors would be open at this hour but Ted was hardly sober. To be fair, it is doubtful he would even know if anyone was on the other side of the confessional but in fact, there was.
Father Frederick was seated waiting to hear Ted's confession which he blurted out in a chaotic order. So many thoughts were taxing his mind and he held nothing back. When he finished, he heard the other confessional door open and then his door open. He was face to face; well, more like face to waist with Father Frederick! Father was tall and lean; 68 years old but looking 10 years younger. He had short cropped brown hair and a neatly trimmed but full beard. His emerald eyes sparkled with youthful exuberance belying his age. He spoke with a slight Portuguese accent. Ted was startled as Father Frederick reached out his hand and guided Ted from the confessional. He said
"You need more than penance. Come with me to the altar and we will absolve your sins" The 2 walked to the altar where the Priest spoke in a language Ted did not understand but it sounded like some sort of prayer so he bowed his head and waited for whatever was to come next.
After the "prayer" ended, Father Frederick picked up a chalice from the altar and told Ted to drink from it to wash away his sins. Presuming it was wine, Ted did as he was told. The "wine" had an odd taste and he paused after a sip. There was certainly the familiar tingle and warm feeling from the alcohol but he could not identify the dominant flavor as it washed over his tongue and down his throat.
Father instructed Ted to drink it all as he had described some very un-godly thoughts and desires. Wanting to calm the guilt, Ted gulped down the entire contents of the chalice, making him very light-headed. He looked at the priest and felt their eyes lock in an intense gaze. Ted felt mesmerized by the piercing red eyes, almost hypnotized! Father Frederick reached out to his new parishioner who seemed to be losing his balance and pulled him into his embrace.
With a soothing voice he whispered into Ted's left ear that things will be alright in his world very soon and to trust the power of prayer. Ted closed his eyes, feeling safe in the strong arms of this priest only to be jarred back to reality by a sharp pain in his neck! Father Frederick had bitten Ted and was drawing blood! Ted was powerless to push his attacker away. He was trapped! In a few seconds, Ted was released and stared in astonishment at the priest who was now smiling with blood on his lips.
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