The Son of A Preacher - Part 2

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Part 2 of 2 (for now).

The bus was small and dated. The driver looked as though he may have known God personally, and the occupants of it were either old and excited or young and miserable. Not me, however, I was one of the younger members of the congregation, and I was very excited.

Teddy sat next to his father at the front of the bus like the good boy that he was. As the journey commenced, he passed out leaflets which set out the plans for the weekend retreat.

"Group prayer at six" I nodded, "sounds very interesting".

He pursed his lips and tried to move on, until I grabbed his wrist and he stopped.

"You're going to need to say a lot of prayers when I'm through with you, Teddy" I whispered with a devious grin, and the young man swallowed a lump in his throat and continued with his duty.

I had to admit that I was quite impressed when we finally arrived. I'd been expecting some ancient ruin in the middle of a forest, but the large cabin was situated across from said forest, overlooking the entire thing from a vantage point nestled halfway up a mountain. It was very tranquil, indeed.

"You know" I said, as Reverend Lake assigned rooms, "seeing as it's my first time, I'd really love a chaperone of sorts".

The man was probably getting hard at my eagerness to be a man of God. He nodded manically and looked around at the crowd of neanderthals.

"Betty!" He said, pointing at the fat woman with the three children.

"Oh, no" I smiled, "I couldn't possibly burden poor Betty anymore than she already is with the children, how about Teddy?"

The boy's shoulders tensed as he averted his gaze elsewhere. Reverend Lakes looked as though he hadn't considered that, and instantly grinned.

"Excellent idea, Andrew!" He said, "what a wonderful experience for the both of you".

"Absolutely, Reverend" I smiled, my eyes on the boy, "I'm sure we'll discover so much together".

"Yes, yes, indeed" the man beamed, "here are your keys".

As nice as the place was, the rooms were old and damp. Each room had two single beds with thick quilts that looked as though they hadn't been changed in centuries. Above each bed, a crucifix hung, and to further remind us that we were living under the watchful eye of the Lord, a large framed image of him adorned the opposite wall.

"Hopefully he goes to Betty's room" I said as Teddy hung his clothes neatly in the closet.

"Huh?"

"God" I said, nodding toward the image, "he's not going to want to see what happens in here".

Teddy pretended that he hadn't heard me and continued unpacking. My version of unpacking consisted of taking off my clothes and sitting on the edge of the bed when he turned around.

"Oh" he said, covering the sight, "I'll give you some privacy".

"No need" I smiled, getting to my feet as he scrambled to the door.

Even now. Even as he battled the terrible feelings inside himself, I could see it burning in him. A devious lust for cock.

"We have an hour before group prayer" I whispered, holding my hand on the door and breathing into his ear, "which is plenty of time to give you a taster of what you can expect this weekend".

"I... I'm here for the retreat!" He said coldly, though his voice was shaky.

"Of course" I smiled, "now why don't you retreat back to my bed so I can cum on you".

Teddy whimpered as I took him by the wrist and led him back into the room. His reluctance was nothing more than verbal, because he walked with me and sat down.

"Do you want to suck it?" I asked, massaging my flaccid pole inches from his face.

He grimaced and pulled back.

"No? Well I suppose I'll do this one myself then".

As I coaxed my cock to erection I watched him. He was almost angelic to behold. His innocence was slowly being burned away, and it took only a few minutes before he awkwardly covered his bulging pants with his hands.

"Can you smell it?" I asked with a smirk, "the stench of cock drives whores like you wild".

He opened his mouth to argue, but inhaled instead. He swallowed and accepted that my musk was driving him insane.

"We're going to have so much fun together, Teddy" I breathed, sloshing my hand up and down my seven inch pole, "by Monday morning, you're going to be a cock addicted little slut".

The words seemed to physically hurt him, but he kept his eyes on my foreskin which slid back and forth over my wet helmet. His mouth began to water at the sight, almost as though I was hypnotising him with my fat cock.

"That's right" I whispered, running my hand through his dirty blond hair, "let yourself go, Teddy".

His right hand squeezed the small bulge. He was pleasuring himself. His breathing became more laboured, his eyebrows lowered and squeezed together, and I couldn't hold off anymore.

A blast of thick sperm gushed from my cumslit and splashed across his cute face. He flinched, but let out a gasp as he rubbed himself. The internal battle that he was having was destroyed as I poured more cum across him, drenching him as he frantically stroked his cock.

"Oh yeah" I moaned, squeezing seed down his lips, "get used to that feeling".

Teddy cried out as his khaki shorts became damp at the crotch. The little cock perv busted his load without even getting his prick out. I smirked and rubbed my wet helmet down the side of his face as he blushed and orgasmed.

"Tut, tut, tut" I whispered, rubbing the mess around his face with my thumb, "what would daddy say?"

Group prayer was a riveting experience. Betty's youngest child vomited on an old woman. A fossil of a man took a fit of coughing and had to have an ambulance called, and Teddy sat in silence, one of his eyes bloodshot from my cum, and tried to focus on the prayers that his father led.

"We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow" Reverend Lake told us as we finished the most unimpressive meal I had ever had the displeasure of having. "An early night will do us all the world of good, and we can start again with fresh heads in the morning".

With those words, the congregation swarmed off to bed, leaving only Teddy and myself downstairs. The fire blazed, and he sat there reading from the bible and refusing to acknowledge my existence.

"My father hit me in the face with a bible when I told him I was gay" I smiled, and his eyes fleeted up for a second before he shuffled uncomfortably and returned to it.

"I haven't been too eager to read one since, strangely".

He continued reading.

"What part are you on?" I asked, "the part where Leviticus tells us that we are to be put to death for laying with another man? Or the part where he condemns the cutting of hair? Two equally important passages, I suppose".

Teddy mumbled something under his breath and put the silly book down.

"What is this?" He asked seriously, "why are you even here?"

I smiled at him, but he didn't return it.

"I'm here for you, Teddy" I said honestly, "I'm here to show you that there's more to life than that stupid little book".

He clenched his jaw and looked away.

"He'll never be proud of you when he finds out" I told him, "all of this, all of your services, all of your ass kissing, nothing will matter when he finds out that his son is a faggot".

"I am not!" He hissed, his eyes filled with anger.

"Well" I said, standing up, "you could have fooled me".

It was late when Teddy finally came back to the room. I was awake, but I kept the old quilt over me and lay with my eyes closed as he undressed in the darkness and got into bed.

Perhaps I was wrong. Perhaps the boy wasn't as interested in being my personal cock sleeve as I had thought. No matter, tomorrow was another day. I curled up and began to drift off until I felt his hand slide across my naked chest.

"Please don't tell him".

The next morning brought heavy rain and baltic wind. Most of the congregation had opted to stay back at the cabin, which was probably a good idea. A strong breeze would have killed most of them, but a handful of us still braved the wild outdoors.

"It's getting quite bad!" Reverend Lake called from the top, "perhaps we'll call it a day and turn back".

"I'm happy to keep going" Teddy called, battling the storm.

"Me too" I added, wrapping my windbreaker around my shoulders.

"God be with you both" David nodded, and with that, we were alone once again.

"So" I called through the howling wind, "I was right about you then".

Teddy looked back, his face wet with rain, and nodded.

We continued the hike until even I was becoming exhausted. After almost an hour, a small tool shed came into view, and the two of us pushed inside to wait for the storm to pass. It was cramped, with barely enough room to move around.

"I don't want him to know" he said, breathlessly, "it would kill him".

"Fuck him" I replied, and Teddy laughed sadly.

"Enough crying" I whispered, "get on your knees".

A sparkle lit his glistening eyes and he slowly slid down my legs until his face rested near my crotch. I felt my cock harden, but something was missing. He wasn't looking as slutty as I wanted him to.

"Strip" I said, unzipping his jacket for him, "get naked you little whore".

Teddy didn't argue. He began pulling his clothes off until his stiff cock stuck up between his slender legs. He was certainly a desirable young man.

"Here" I breathed, wrapping his scarf around his eyes, "now you don't have to see how sinful you really are".

He laughed as I blindfolded him, and a moment later my cock was rubbing across his hungry lips.

"First time?" I asked, painting his mouth with pre-cum. He nodded.

I pushed inside of his warm face hole and felt his wet tongue slide across my frenulum. I shivered, and continued until he gagged.

"Don't worry" I grinned, thrusting in and out, "you'll learn to love that feeling".

His cheeks became hollow as he sucked on my fuck stick. He did it like he'd been practicing, but had never actually seen someone giving a blowjob. I smiled to myself, and continued to ease him into it before slamming my entire cock into his throat.

"Come on slut" I growled, grabbing a handful of his hair, "choke on it, choke on that cock you pig!"

Teddy did choke on it. Thick ribbons of throat slime poured down his chin and his nose leaked down his lips as I fucked his mouth with vigour. Admittedly, I wasn't the most gentle lover, but I enjoyed watching him struggle.

Drool and spit poured down his naked body, wetting his eager cock as he gagged and retched. Tears rolled from under the blindfold, and when I finally found myself on the verge of exploding in his mouth, I pulled out and ran my wet balls across his nose and mouth.

"Sniff" I ordered, and he inhaled deeply and began to stroke himself. "Yeah, you like that stink, don't you, slut?"

"Mmhmm"

I flipped him around with ease before lifting him and propping him on the old work bench.

"On your hands and knees" I told him, as he struggled to find his balance.

I pushed down on his lower back, forcing him to arch it, and then I gazed upon the juicy pink opening between his plump cheeks.

I could have spent some time teasing his puckering little cunt, but I was savagely horny now, so I buried my face in his ass and began to slurp on his virgin ring.

"Oh God" he cried, allowing my tongue inside him, "oh that's... That's so good".

The aroma of his wet fuck hole forced bulbs of pre-cum to pour from me as I sucked his entrance. I pushed a finger into him, making him gasp and moan as I began to explore the new terrain. His toes curled and when I found his prostate, he cried with pleasure.

A second finger slid into him, wet with my own saliva and his hole juices. He clenched down as I finger fucked him, but after a few minutes he relaxed into it and purred like a kitten.

"How does that feel, slut?" I hissed, spanking him.

"So... So good" he gasped, breathless, "so good!"

It was time. I pushed my cock against his opening, feeling the juices as they helped to spread him apart, and as Teddy moaned and whimpered, I drilled myself inside him and began.

The entire shed rocked as I fucked him. His tight ring dragged up and down my pole as he groaned like a wild animal.

I was rather good at prolonging my sexual escapades, so after nearly thirty minutes of chaotic fucking, Teddy was shaking and sobbing with pleasure.

"I need to cum" he almost begged, and I could tell.

His balls were soaked with the liquids that were pouring down his ass from the rapid fucking. I could see them churn, and when I finally began to explode into him, ropes of cum squirted from his stiff little twig and pooled on the old wood.

"Oh my God!" He cried, "oh fuck!"

I'd never heard him swear before, and I grinned to myself as I emptied the rest of my balls into his gaping hole.

When I slid my exhausted cock from him, his ring stayed open. It was swollen and red, and from where I stood, I could see all the way into him.

"You're a real cock whore now" I teased, using my thumb to push a trail of semen back into him as it drooled from his gape. "Keep that in you when you do your sermon today, Teddy".

He looked around at me, his body still shaking from the orgasm, and the scarf now around his neck. And then he grinned at me with an expression I'd never seen before. He bit down on his bottom lip and whispered.

"Is that all you've got?"