Da Vinci Ritual

By ten.labolgcbs@namtrah11f

Published on Dec 8, 2023

Gay

When I walk into my church, I'm sorta dressed up but this time I'm really dressed down like raw, naked and my bare ass cheeks are feeling freedom sensations that I have never out in public had before. I'm alone in the aisle with pews on either side with an oversized altar communion table big enough to have a human sized nude body laid on a cross getting ready to be lifted high up in the air so that the Da Vinci Ritual may begin. 10 men in cassocks wait their turns to feel the thrills of sex and yet try as hard as they can to overcome those sensations called the sins of men.

It is like lunch time with the organ playing Carmino Barana and all I have had to eat is the semen creams of these guys and they sure have fed me lots of warm sperm filled sauce. My cock is up and hard as a rock as the two bare-body helpers lock me into my kneeler for more hot fun. These two guys go about their job as they watch some guy rape my mouth and yet, their dicks stay totally limp and dangling like totally controlled.

My rod has been erect almost all morning and now, as all of this continues, I'm already spitting precum which is sliding down my stiff shaft and onto my balls. This next guy bows before the altar and then, approaches me in all his birthday suit glory. He is definitely oversexed like many someones you would see on any street corner. He grins as the helpers bring him to me like he is saying:

I know I must not enjoy this and you guys know I must not enjoy

this and my dick is saying, "Bring it on as I pretend and pretend

and pretend and struggle with all of me."

As he scratches his shiny black pubic crotch curls, his dick head bounces around like ready to go and I begin smelling his sweaty Italian crotch aroma. Italian sweat is so heavenly sweet. His dick head is already dripping and he takes his hand and moves his mushroom over my lips like begging me to open up and take him good. I can't move my head but my tongue reaches out and tries to lap him tenderly. He moves his wand over my cheeks and teases his odors up against my nostrils. Oh, he smelled so good. Next, he takes his precious smelling goo and makes me close my eyes as he makes wet circles aound my eyelids. Finally, he softly slides his treasure between my lips and I begin coating him like slippery licking as he begins shoving in and almost out and so lovingly. His ticklling trembling touches taste like warm pudding cream in shades of white in my mouth and down the sides of my mouth. His love stuff fills my mouth and throat and he tastes so good. I will search every parrish to find this guy and help him with his temptions.

As his live tailwag sperms are collected from my mouth, they are placed in the holy cup. My filled rubber gets emptied and allowed to join the semen warmth of the others. My boy makes some final strokes of his balls while whispering in my ear that his St Agnus sinners like all this sex sinning and with everyone and he loves all of them, girls and boys. Soon, I will be visiting St. Agnus with my pubic hair publiicly showing and hopefully like St. Agnus, my holy of holy will be totally covering my secret desires like they did a long time ago for Agnus.

Number 7 did his thing. He prayed. He shot his thing and it was like a fountain but I didn't get excited. He came, he shared his cum and left and then came the God of Gods in all his glory. Just watching his ass genuflecting had me dreaming of things to cum like next chapter.

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