Against the Altar (Indulgences #2)
A pounding for a penance! Jacob was promised a paddling by his priest Father Gio if he confessed to jerking off – but it was a punishment he was happy to earn. Getting fucked up against the altar, however, was more than he bargained for but everything he wanted. Paddling, m/m sex, light bondage and heavy blasphemy. More
A pounding for a penance! Jacob was promised a paddling by his priest Father Gio if he confessed to jerking off – but it was a punishment he was happy to earn. Getting fucked up against the altar, however, was more than he bargained for but everything he wanted. Paddling, m/m sex, light bondage and heavy blasphemy.
It would be a test of endurance, a perverse foreplay, for them both to sit through this confession without touching. Sweat prickling at the backs of their necks, and heartbeats becoming rapid as they carried out this theatrical formality. Jacob already heard strain in Father Gio’s voice as he replied, “Yes?”
“I went all weekend, Father, without thinking of you.” Jacob leaned closer to the screen. “But Monday morning, walking past the chapel. Just seeing this confessional and wanting to be taken against these walls by you.” He paused, relished Gio’s audible breathing. “I only made it to third period before I had to leave class. I was too…distracted.”
“That was the first time,” Gio said. Jacob heard a subtle shift of robes in the priest’s half of the confessional.
“Yeah. The second was on Wednesday, in bed. Lying on my back in bed, jerking off until I came on my stomach. That one I felt guilty about, Father, that one I felt dirty.”
“Why is that, my son?” Gio’s voice had dropped an octave, conspiratorially and out of arousal.
“Because you need to tie me up with your stole,” Jacob said. “Since I’ve got no self-control. That’s what I got off on, on Wednesday, that you’d tie me up while you took me.”
Gio’s voice rasped. “I can do that.”
Jacob indulged himself and let one hand drop to the front of his pants, where his member twitched. “The third time I jerked off, Father, was this morning. You know why?”
An inhalation of breath on the other side of the screen. “Why?”
“Because of the paddling you promised if I disobeyed you.” Jacob laughed softly into the screen. “Three times, Father. What should my punishment be?”