From Pastor to Pozzed Hole

[Guest]

My hole is twitching, my cock is sore and my balls are empty. I may have carpal tunnel in my wrist. Fucking great story

[gingerdaddyG]

So are we going to church tomorrow? 😈

[1slut]

The chaplain at my university was young and hot. I worked at seducing him claiming I needed to speak privately with him.

We ended up naked at his apartment. Even as he had a erection, he stopped and prayed against temptation. We never fucked. Sigh…

[Heir2012]

Part 13: Take of His Body

I could feel my orgasm approaching, and from Dominic’s quickening pace, he was close too.

“Are you ready to blow, baby?” Dominic asked, his hands on my hips, fingers digging into my skin. “Are you ready to give him your gift?”

“I am,” I said, looking into Pastor Kline’s eyes and seeing the realization hit him. For a brief moment, he looked afraid. Then, he looked ravenous, like there was nothing he wanted more than to be on his back, a dick in his ass, ready to accept a toxic load of cum into his body.

“We’ll come together,” Dominic whispered into my ear. “Make him ours.”

“Yes, sir,” I said, my balls pulling up into my body, my body surging with a rush of warmth as my orgasm began. “I’m cumming. I’m cumming.”

“Do it. Knock up his ass,” Dominic cried out. “Infect his body. Give him our toxic load. Damn his body.”

“Fuck,” I groaned, eyes closing as my hole tightened around Dominic’s dick, my prostate pulsing from his rhythmic pounding. My dick pulsed inside Pastor Kline’s ass, shooting our several streams of cum.

“I’m cumming too,” Dominic groaned, his arms reaching around me, holding me close, as he forced himself all the way in. I could feel his warm cum flooding my guts, some slipping out of my ass and running down my legs.

I fell forward, pushing further into Pastor Kline whose dick started shooting out cum without effort, no hands required. Though his dick was small, he produced a good amount of cum. It was a bit watery, running down his sides and collecting on the bed. I reached a finger down and wiped some up, bringing it to my mouth. It wasn’t the best tasting cum, but it was alright. Clearly, he was the type of man meant to take cock and cum in the ass rather than dish it out. How quickly my mind had been turned toward the depraved. How quickly Dominic had infected both my body and my mind. 

As we all basked in the afterglow, the realization of what had just happened hit me. I had just fucked Pastor Kline, the man I looked up to as a man of God, now a cum-loving pig begging for my poz cum. What else about this man did I not know? What else about the men at our church was I unaware of. Were there others like him, men wanting nothing more than to be fucked senseless or bend another man over and fuck his brains out? The idea of finding more like us brought a smile to my face, my dick pumping several more shots of cum into Pastor Kline’s ass.

“Was it everything you thought it would be?” Dominic asked, his dick slipping out of my ass. He walked over to Pastor Kline, pushing his dick over his face.

“It was more than I could have imagined,” Pastor Kline said, opening his mouth and taking Dominic’s dick. I watched as he cleaned off Dominic’s cum and the juices from my ass. I could feel myself already getting hard.

“I think it’s my turn,” Dominic said, pulling his dick away from Pastor Kline. “Why don’t you feed the good pastor a taste of his own ass.”

“Sounds good,” I said. My dick slipped out, growing harder. There was cum and streaks of blood on my dick.

“Looks like you opened him well,” Dominic said, admiring my work. He knelt down and reached his hand to Pastor Kline’s ass, sticking a two fingers inside, causing Pastor Kline to flinch. “You’ll be getting a lot more than that in a second,” he said.

“I feel so empty,” Pasor Kline said.

“That’s the sign of a true cum pig,” Dominic told him. “You’ll find yourself needing a dick in you every second. All you’ll want is someone dumping a load of toxic cum in your ass. Lucky for you, you’ll have someone more than willing to do it just in the office down the hall.”

Pastor Kline looked at me as I stood over him, my dick hanging down near his face.

“Isn’t that what you want?” Dominic asked.

“Absolutely,” Pastor Kline said, opening his mouth and taking my dick inside. He cleaned me off, tasting himself and the poz load I’d just injected.

“Will scratched you up pretty good,” Dominic said. “I think I could do better.” He dug his nails into Pastor Kline’s inner lining, causing him to squirm.

“It hurts,” he said, my dick falling from his mouth.

“A real cum pig doesn’t notice the pain,” Dominic said. “You notice only the pleasure in the pain. You’ll crave it. You’ll want nothing more than for a man with a real cock to stretch your ass open, threatening to split you in two.”

“It is what I want,” he groaned. “Split me in two.”

“With pleasure,” Dominic said, standing and lining his dick up to Pastor Kline’s hole. “I’m not going to be slow. I’m not going to be gentle. This will hurt.” He pushed forward, burrowing his entire dick into Pastor Kline’s ass, his balls smacking against his taint.

Pastor Kline’s back arched, his hands reaching out, finding my arm, which he held onto tightly. His eyes were closed tight, face red, as he waited for the pain to subside. It seemed to be lasting a long time as his grip on my hand remained tight.

“I think I’ve found your second sphincter,” Dominic said. “It’s about time someone broke through. Now you’re really a bottom slut.”

“Thank you, sir,” Pastor Kline moaned, his grip starting to loosen.

“Will,” Dominic said, his pace quick as he slammed into Pastor Kline’s ass. “Climb on top of his chest and straddle him. I think he needs to learn how to eat an ass.”

I climbed over Pastor Kline, a foot on either side of his chest, and lowered myself down until I was on my knees, my ass to his face. I was facing Dominic who was staring into my eyes, a hungry look arresting my attention.

“Spread your cheeks,” he said, “and lower yourself down onto his face. I want him to eat my load out of your ass.”

I grabbed onto my ass cheeks and pulled them apart, already feeling the cum inside starting to slip out of my hole. I looked back at Pastor Kline who was staring into my crack, his tongue darting out of his lips in anticipation. I lowered myself down until his nose and mouth were burrowed inside me.

“Start eating,” Dominic said.

I could feel Pastor Kline’s tongue darting against my hole, sending chills throughout my body. He was licking clean the cum that was dripping out, my sweat mixing with the juices.

“Push some out for him,” Dominic said.

“What if I fart a little?” I asked.

“He’s a cum pig. It comes with the territory. Whatever you give him, he’ll be happy to take. Isn’t that right, pastor?”

I heard a moan in response, the vibration of his voice tickling my ass. I strained as I tried to push out Dominic’s cum, feeling the warmth leaving my body. With ever push, there was a bit of gas released, but Pastor Kline seemed to like it. I kept pushing until every drop of cum was now in his mouth or covering his face.

“Do you like the smell of a real man’s ass?” Dominic asked.

Another moan suggested he did.

“Push again,” Dominic said, winking at me.

I pushed and more gas come out, Pastor Kline squirming under me. His hands reached up and grabbed my ass, and as I thought he was going to try to push me off, he took hold and pulled me further down on his face.

“He likes it.” Dominic said. “We’ve got a true pig on our hands.”

“I guess so,” I said.

“When was the last time you pissed?” Dominic asked.

“It’s been a while,” I said.

“It’s unhealthy to hold urine in for long. How about we see what else Pastor Kline likes.”

I lifted myself off Pastor Kline’s face and turned myself around, straddling his chest. There was cum and other liquids all over his face which his tongue was quickly trying to clean up.

“Pastor,” Dominic started, “Will is going to give you another gift. There’s nothing a man likes more than feeding a pig his load. But giving a pig a stomach full of piss is also exciting.”

Pastor Kline’s eyes fell to my dick and then looked up at me. He looked uncertain, but his mouth started to open as I leaned forward and rested the head on his tongue. I felt the warmth rising as my stream shot into his mouth, the golden liquid hitting the back of his throat. I could tell he was caught off guard, his hands grabbing my legs, but he didn’t close his mouth.

“Swallow,” I said as I watched the piss collect in his mouth, threatening to pour out over his chin and chest.

He swallowed the piss, his face contorting for a moment at the taste, but after a second, I found a change in his eyes. Where there had been dislike or concern, there was now enjoyment and desire. I didn’t need to remind him to swallow again as he was taking in my piss as quickly as he could. Once I was finished, he took my dick into his mouth and milked whatever remained inside.

“I think he liked it,” I said, watching as Pastor Kline sucked my dick like a baby animal sucking from its mother’s teat.

“Have you ever drank piss before?” Dominic asked.

Pastor Kline shook his head.

“But you will from now on, right?”

Pastor Kline nodded.

“When you’re at work,” Dominic said, “I don’t want you using the bathroom. Piss into a cup and drink it. When Will has to piss, he’ll come into your office and you’ll swallow everything he gives you. Understood?”

Pastor Kline nodded, my dick slipping from his mouth. “Yes, sir. Every drop.”

“Who knows,” Dominic said. “Maybe, we’ll get your son here, and you’ll drink his piss too. How does that sound?”

“Delicious,” Pastor Kline said.

“That’s a good cum and piss pig,” Dominic said, his pace quickening. “Are you ready for another load?”

“Yes, sir.”

“You’ve got it,” he said, slamming his dick into Pastor Kline’s ass, his body shuddering as he shot ropes of cum into his body. “You’ll be ours before long. Don’t you worry.”

“Thank you, sir,” Pastor Kline said, looking up into my eyes. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

We shot two more loads of cum each into Pastor Kline’s hole along with piss from Dominic and myself before we called it a night. Dominic gave Pastor Kline a butt plug which he shoved into his ass, turning it around, angering the cuts inside.

“You’ll leave this in as long as you can,” Dominic told him. “You want the cum to take.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You’ll be taking loads from Will every day while you’re at work. As many as you can. Then, I want you here a few times a week, taking both of our loads until we’ve converted you. Understand?”

Pastor Kline nodded.

“This is your life now. You’ll think of nothing but cock, cum, and piss. Whatever man wants to use you, you’ll agree. Your soul purpose is to be a bottom pig. If I want to dump my load into you right before you go up and preach on Sunday, you had better be ready to hold my cum inside the entire time you’re up there.”

“Absolutely, sir. I understand.”

“Good.”

“I’ll walk you out,” I told Pastor Kline.

We walked down the hall and got into the elevator.

“I know this must be a bit awkward,” Pastor Kline said.

“Not awkward,” it told him. “I’m just surprised. I never knew.”

“That was kind of the point,” he said. “Though, there were many times when I was hitting on you that I was sure you’d start to get suspicious.”

I knew the times he was talking about, but I didn’t say anything. “How will you explain all this to your wife?”

“I don’t plan on explaining,” he said. “We never have sex anymore, so I won’t infect her. I go out to speak with church members all the time, so going out to get fucked won’t be all that hard. Honestly, I’m surprised I never tried it before.”

“Now, Pastor Matthews…”

“He’s as straight as they come,” Pastor Kline said. “And, from what I know, he’s not very big or good in bed.”

“Good to know.”

“As for other men in our church,” Pastor Kline said, “there are two or three married men who I’ve always believed are closeted. I think we have a chance with some of them.”

“I’m not trying to poz the entire male population of our church,” I said.

“I know,” he said as the elevator reached the bottom floor. “But imagine if we did. Image what our men’s retreats could be like then.”

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Hope it isn't getting too dirty for you. Don't worry. There won't be anything beyond piss.

Another member of their party will soon be arriving. Jay's status will be known. Pastor Kline's journey begins. 

Let me know if you blow a load. Post a picture if you want. Happy Sunday. 

[PozTalkAuthor]

I'm curious about next chapter!

Yes, they could poz the whole church...

 

[myDNA4u]

Anything fucking awesome chapter. 

[Hairypiglet]

Jerked off into the toilet at work reading this latest chapter.

[gingerdaddyG]

The men’s retreats sound good to me!

[Heir2012]

1 hour ago, gingerdaddyG said:

The men’s retreats sound good to me!

You're invited. 

[seattlebbbtm]

This is a fantastic tale 

[gingerdaddyG]

6 hours ago, Heir2012 said:

You're invited. 

Thank you!  I’ll drop everything to be there! 😈

[german-iceman]

hot

[Guest]

I’m thinking about going to church again. 

[Heir2012]

Surprise Chapter!

I hadn't intended to write this, but I sat down today and wrote from Jay's perspective, giving you a bit of a window into his twisted mind. It covers his two chapters and leaves off with a clearer picture of his "status" in life moving forward. Hope you enjoy.

Part 14: Jay's Twisted MInd

Since I was a teenager I knew I liked to fuck. Having religious parents meant conversations about sex revolved around one common theme: DON’T DO IT. I knew my brothers were sticking to this rule, but I had had no intention of doing so. At fifteen I lost my virginity, fucking a girl down the street while her parents were out of town. I even used the condoms I found in her dad’s bedside table drawer. The man had good taste in condoms. Fucked her three times that night. I never replaced the condoms, wondering if her dad would suspect someone had deflowered his precious angel.

God, my brothers had no clue what they were missing. They were too happy with their right hands while I had the real thing. Over the years, I found more pussy to shove my dick inside, quickly experiencing as much depravity as I could. All I wanted was sex, whether one night stands, app hookups, or anonymous fucks. Sex was sex.

My parents didn’t like the fact that I left religion behind and decided to live my own life. Fuck them, I thought. I didn’t need their permission. I wasn’t like Will or Zack. I made my own choices and decided for myself where my dick spent each night. Sure, this created a bit of a break between me and my family, but that was their problem. I was living my life, one orgy at a time.

It didn’t take long after I went out on my own to discover something about myself: I’m a twisted fucker. I was the type of guy parents worried their daughters would bring home. I liked rough sex, hearing a woman scream out as my fat dick filled her pussy, threatening to tear her in two. I liked it when they scratched my back, holding onto me for dear life. I owned practically ever sex toy made, including a few dildos. I could go for hours, especially once I stopped using condoms. I didn’t always pull out either. I guess I always assumed whatever woman I was fucking was on the pill or a had a plan in place should my swimmers prove powerful. For all I knew, I had kids I didn’t know about. Do I sound like an asshole? Maybe? Did I have a good time? Fuck yes.

Needless to say, I had dreaded returning home for my dad’s farewell sermon. He and I never saw eye-to-eye. Plus, I didn’t want to see my brothers. Zack was the perfect son and Will was modelled after our dad, becoming a pastor just like he was. I was the fuck up, and they always made sure that I knew it. I had prepared myself for a hellish week. When I found out I had to room with Will, I knew I was being punished. Clearly my bedroom wasn't going to see any action over the next few days. Fuck, was I wrong.

Maybe that’s why I had been so eager when I saw Will's car at the adult book store. I knew it was his car, and once the employee confirmed that Will had indeed come inside, I had been over the moon. Finally, I wasn’t the major disappointment. I was excited to throw him under the bus for a change.

“And you’re sure this is him?” I had asked.

“I’m sure,” the employee said, looking at the picture on my phone. “He was over in that section briefly.”

I looked over to where the man was pointing, noticing the titles. “But that’s gay porn,” I said.

“That’s what he was looking at,” the man told me.

I tried to understand what I was being told. Will, the son who was following in our father’s holy footsteps, the brother I was sharing a room with, the youngest of the three of us, was secretly gay? I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The employee had told me that he had gone back into one of the booths.

This is my time to expose him, I thought, eagerly making my way to the booths. Only one was occupied. I thought of pounding on the door, scaring him, even recording a video to show our parents, but something stopped me. The voice in my head which told me to fuck harder, to fuck as much pussy as possible, to take risks, directed me a different way instead. I popped into the booth next to his and waited, my eyes finding the gloryhole immediately. The twisted fucker inside of me did the thinking as I pulled down my pants and pushed my dick through the hole, waiting to see what would happen.  

It was only when I realized fully what I was doing, seeing my reflection in the blank television screen, that I felt a warm mouth engulf my dick, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I nearly cried out but stopped myself, not wanting to be exposed. Was I really doing this? Was I really letting my little brother suck my dick? Was I this twisted of a man, wanting to feel my brother’s mouth on my cock, his tongue lapping up my precum?

Hell yeah, I thought.

“I’m… gonna… cum…” I moaned, unable to stay quiet. My orgasm shook my body, legs growing weak as I experienced the best blowjob of my life. “Fuck, man,” I said, pulling my dick back through the hole, momentarily forgetting who was on the other side. “Thanks, dude. That felt fucking great.” As soon as I had regained control of myself, I realized I had to run before Will saw me. I darted out of the booth and out of the store, driving as quickly as I could. What the fuck did I just do? Had I seriously just had my own brother suck my dick and swallow my cum? And had it been the hottest experience of my life?

I tried to keep cool throughout dinner, hoping I hadn’t given myself away. Will gave me harsh glances, but that was nothing new. It wasn’t until we got ready for bed and I made fun of his pajamas that everything fell apart.

“I don’t need to tell you just how much the ladies just love a thick cock,” I told him, showing off. I wondered if Will recognized my dick, knowing it was the same one he had swallowed only hours before. “Oh, that’s right. You don’t know. You’re the last virgin in the house. Maybe on the planet. Well, let me tell you, they love it.”

“I don’t care, Jay.”

“They love it when I shove my thick dick into their tight pussies. I’m too much of a man for most of them. When it comes to their mouths, forget it. I break jaws.”

“I said, that’s enough.”

“Fine,” I said, getting hard off the attention. “Jealousy is an ugly thing.”

“Why would I be jealous of a dick that’s smaller than mine?” Will asked.

In that moment, I knew I had him. His armor was breaking. I was going to expose him, even if only for my own benefit. I kept pushing, making him mad, saying things I knew would not only get him upset but also horny. He played right into my hand. Even seeing that he had a bigger dick than my own didn't stop me from enjoying every second of our battle.

“Why were you at the adult video store today?” I asked him.

From that point, I had him. I knew I could blackmail him if I wanted to, but that wasn’t my goal. The deviant voice was turning my thoughts in a direction I had never considered before. Sure, I was able to get all the pussy I wanted, but, as I stood before my brother, both of us with our dicks hard, I found myself wanting only one thing: him.

I thought it wouldn’t take much convincing to get him inside me. Yes, I wanted him inside me. Seeing his huge dick awoke inside me a hunger I assumed women felt when they saw my cock. I had never been afraid of trying new things, and this felt as if it would be the ultimate sexual experience. Little did I know how ultimate it was about to get.

“Does that mean what I think it means?” I asked, looking at the tattoo on Will’s chest.

“I’m poz,” he said.

This was a turn I hadn’t expected. “How long?”

“A few weeks. Almost two months.”

Never had I imagined Will doing something so crazy, so risky, so… hot. I knew in that moment that I should have been afraid, wanting to call the whole thing off, but I found myself only wanting him more. I needed him inside me one way or another. I knew then that this was the next level of my journey. Seeing my brother, the picture of a sexual deviant, I knew who I had to become. One way or another, I was determined to get my way.

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“I’m gunna cum,” Will moaned, his sweat dripping onto my body.

We'd fucked almost every night, several times each night. It was the hottest sex I'd ever had, proving the men in our family were good fuckers.

“Do it,” I said, smiling, knowing what was about to happen. Since Will would only fuck me with a condom on, I had been forced to get creative. I had lulled him into a sense of security, willingly giving him my ass. All I had to do was wait for the right time. I hid the condoms I had left, condoms I only had if a bitch made me wear one and I was desperate, and traded them out for new and “improved” condoms I knew I’d prefer. All it took was a few jabs from a needle and I was set. I was so fucking horny knowing that my poz brother was fuckin me full of his toxic cum, and he didn’t even know it.

I could feel his cum shooting into me, a new sensation of warmth spreading throughout my body.

“Shit,” Will said, looking down at something I couldn’t see, his orgasm glow vanishing. “Oh, fuck. Shit. SHIT!”

“Be quiet,” I hissed, already feeling the burn of his cum in the scratches I had made at the start of our fucking. It really was too easy. “You’re going to wake everyone up.”

“Jay,” he said, standing up and showing me his dick. “The condom broke. It broke, and I didn’t know, and I… I just… I just came inside you.”

I reached down and felt my hole, loving the feeling of being used. “Yeah. Feels like you did.”

I continued to shove his escaping cum back inside my swollen lips as he freaked out over the blood and the cum and the condoms.

“I wasn’t going to pay a ton of money for condoms I was going to poke holes in,” I said.

He stared at me, his fear fading to confusion. “What?”

“I poked holes in the condom,” I told him. “I used one of Mom’s needles.” I loved the look on his face.

“Why would you do that?”

“So it would break.”

“Why would you want it to break?”

Revealing to Will how fucked up of a person I was felt like one of the best orgasms I’d ever had. I had always known that I was twisted, but admitting to someone else, especially someone so close to me, got me hard. Even with the look of horror on his face, I found myself turned on knowing that his toxic cum was swimming inside me. I had never imagined myself going this extreme, but it had felt right. It felt like the natural progression of my journey.

“What if you get sick?” he asked me.

I shrugged. “That’s a part of the risk,” I said. “If I do, then I’ll have a part of you as a part of me forever. Seems like a cool thing for brothers.”

We didn’t speak for the rest of the night. By the time I woke up, Will was already out of the room.

“Mom, where’s Will?” I asked.

“Went for a run,” she said.

I went back to our room and packed up my things, knowing I needed to give him some space. I didn’t want to push him further and risk exposing us both. Clearly, in his mind, I had gone too far. For myself, I knew I had only just started out on a new path.

“Leaving already?” my mom asked, though there was a hint in her voice that showed she was relieved.

“Got to get back to work,” I told her. “Mom, let Will know that I’m glad we were able to get closer the past few days. I hope he and I can get together and do it again soon.”

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“Fuck,” I moaned, my hands holding my legs up as Alan slammed his dick inside my hole.

When I got back home, I started looking up the best places to cruise for dick, specifically poz dick. For now, I was done with pussy. Maybe I’d return, but, for now, all I wanted was for someone to fill me up.

I met Alan at a local park where men met at night to fuck in the woods. I’d fucked in public settings before, but this felt different. Our eyes met instantly, both of us watching as two men shoved their dicks inside a twink’s stretched hole. Alan nodded his head to a section of the park which was unused, and I followed after him.

The second we were alone, I pulled my pants down and turned around, showing him my ass.

“Eager, aren’t you,” he said. Alan looked to be about forty, his gray hair stretching down to his face in a well-kept beard. Though his hair showed his age, his body didn’t. He was thinner than me, but showed muscle. I instantly got hard. “Know what this means?” he asked, lifting up his shirt and revealing a biohazard tattoo on his stomach.

I smiled. “Means I’m in for a good fuck,” I said, spreading my cheeks.

Alan smiled. “Yes you are,” he said, shoving a finger inside my ass and tearing me open again.

More than a week later, and we were still fucking just as hard as we had that night.

“Fuck, you’re huge,” I told him. Clearly, having Alan fuck me every night wasn’t stretching me out as much as I would have expected.

“The biggest you’ve had?” he asked, winking at me.

“No,” I told him. “My brother’s dick is bigger.”

He smiled at me. “Fuck, that’s hot.”

I looked at the biohazard tattoo on his stomach and watched as it moved with each thrust, his sweat dripping down his body.

“No. That’s fucking hot.”

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Sunday morning came, and I woke up sweating profusely, a horrible headache splitting my head. I felt sick, as if I had gotten the worst flu I had ever experienced. I smiled. I didn’t know if it had been Will or Alan, but I didn’t care. The risk had been fun. Now, I just had to ride this out and reap the rewards on the other side.

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Wasn't sure how to get Jay back into the story this soon, so I thought this would work for the time being. Jay is considerably more twisted than Will, and his chapter shows that. I don't see Alan sticking around, but maybe someone else will catch Jay's eye in the future...

[gingerdaddyG]

I was wondering how Jay was getting on - good to hear he’s progressing…💦☣️😈