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On 8/5/2022 at 3:34 AM, Danthebttmman57 said:

I look forward to more chapters and the "conversion of the congregation".  I always enjoyed Sunday services where church members were stunned to see me just hours after I had filled their hole with toxic cum.

Well you do have a "Holy Post!"

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INCREDIBLY HOT STORY AND VERY WELL WRITTEN!!!!!  Thanks so much for sharing this powerful and HARD-WARMING story!!!  I will check every day now to see when you have blessed us with more of your deliciously devious scenes of POZ DADDY DOMS turning  hot bottoms into the  pigholes that they are deep inside!  PLEASE SHARE MORE!!!   PLEASE!!!!

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On 8/2/2022 at 9:43 PM, Heir2012 said:

Part 8: Will gets a tattoo

 

I turned to Dominic, surprised. “What? Pastor Kline? No. He’s married.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time a gay man had a beard,” he said. “I think he’s hiding something.”

 

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Well damn! There goes my preconceived idea were this was going--  after the chapter where Pastor Kline was in a pew talking to Dominic  after the service,  I figured they were all in it together and Pastor Mathews as well, recruiting Will to join their "special" religious order. lol And that is why you never try to figure out the ending of the book before you finish reading it, I guess

Loving the writing and the storyline--thanks for the effort and the stimulation needed for several orgasms ( so far) 

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Part 9: Will discovers something BIG

Arriving home brought about anxiety. For some reason, I believed my parents were going to be able to smell the gay on me, as if my breath would smell like the dick I’d been sucking. As I pulled into their driveway, I saw that my brothers had already arrived.

I rang the bell, my mother greeting me.

“You’re here!” she exclaimed.

“Hi, Mom.”

“How are you? You look good.”

“I feel good,” I told her. There was no need to tell her that I was HIV positive and fucking a man almost twice a day. “Where is everyone?”

“Your father is at church,” she said.

“Naturally.”

“Now, Zack and Bridget are in his old room. Uncle Michael is in your old room. You and Jay will have to share.”

“For a week?”

“Just until Sunday. Uncle Michael leaves then.”

“This is ridiculous.”

“When you’re married, you can have a room all to yourself and your wife. Until then, you share with your brother.”

“Fine,” I said. I went and got my bags, hiking them up to Jay’s old room. Posters of bands we hadn’t been allowed to listen to covered the walls. Though Zack and I had remained in our faith, Jay decided early on to live his own life by his own rules. He got flack about it from our parents, but he didn’t care. I guess I’m the black sheep now, I thought, dropping my bags on the floor.

“I get the bed,” a voice said from behind. I turned and saw Jay standing in the doorway. While I shared a resemblance to our mother, Jay had our father’s features. He was a bit shorter than me, but his muscles were more pronounced. In many ways, he reminded me of Doctor Wade. Just the thought caused my dick to jump in my pants.

“Why do you get the bed?” I asked.

“Because it’s my bed,” he said.

I already knew this was going to be a long week. I called Dominic every chance I got.

“I feel so anxious here,” I told him. “I feel like I’m about to jump out a window.”

“Do something to get your mind off of it,” he told me. “Jerk off a few times. That should help.”

“The bathroom door doesn’t lock,” I told him. “And I’m sharing a room with Jay.”

“Jay’s the one with the six inch dick, right? Shorter but ticker?”

“Are you really going to talk about my brother’s dick right now?”

“I’m trying to make you laugh. I know this is a stretch, but are there any adult video stores nearby?”

“What?”

“Adult video stores. You know, where you go to buy porn instead of looking it up on the internet. Go to one of those and jerk off.”

“In what, their parking lot?”

“They’ve got private rooms in the back,” he said. “Trust me. You’ll feel better after. Besides, sometimes there are gloryholes you can suck a dick through. Maybe sucking someone’s dick will help you calm down.”

I hated to admit it, but the idea was growing on me, and not just because my dick was growing at the thought of sucking someone’s dick. I told my parents that I was going to drive around a bit, see some of my old stomping grounds, and that I would be back before dinner. I knew of one adult video store outside of town, far enough that if anyone saw me, they wouldn’t know who I was. When I got there, I went inside and looked around. There were aisles of porn DVDs and magazines. A sign in the back advertised private viewing booths.

I went back and found one that was open, stepping inside and locking the door. There was a tiny tv and a slot for quarters, telling me I had to pay to watch. I guess that made sense, but Dominic hadn’t told me to bring quarters. Realizing I had wasted my time, I turned around and was about to leave when I saw the hole in the wall. I had seen enough porn to know a glory hole when I saw one. I knelt down and looked through, seeing a shadow pass the wall in the room next door. I moved my face closer, trying to see if it was a man or woman, when my answer was given to me. Immediately, a dick came popping through the hole, a bead of precum handing from the tip. Without hesitation, I grabbed the dick and licked the precum off the head, hearing a groan from the other side. Instantly the dick started to grow. It wasn’t huge. It was smaller than mine, but it looked beautiful as it pulsed in front of me, wishing for my mouth to return.

I sucked the head and took the balls in my hands, massaging them, feeling their weight. They were hairy, a musky odor clinging to the skin. I breathed it in deep, relishing the smell. It wasn’t nearly as good as Dominic’s, but it was still incredible. I opened my mouth and took in as much of the dick as I could. Since sucking Dominic off, I had gotten better at holding off my gag reflex. Now, I could take a dick down my throat without a problem. I sucked slowly, allowing the intensity of the feeling to build. I could feel the heat radiating off the dick, more precum oozing out. It tasted so good. I started to move my mouth along the shaft, my hand replacing my mouth to keep the pressure going. After a few minutes, I could hear the man on the other side of the wall groan, his body pressing harder against the wall.

“I’m… gonna… cum…” he moaned.

As I opened my mouth, the voice of the man replayed in my head. That voice, it sounded familiar. I looked at the cock in my hand and did a quick calculation of its measurements. It was six inches. It was a thick cock, thicker than normal. The taste of the precum reminded me of the first time I had tasted my own. Can cum taste the same if it’s from the same family. As I realized who was standing on the opposite side of the wall, his cock throbbed and ropes of cum shot out, filling my mouth and covering my face.

“Fuck, man,” the voice said, the spurts of cum subsiding, leaving me drenched. He pulled his dick back through the hole. “Thanks, dude. That felt fucking great.”

I remained on my knees, listening as the door of the other room opened and closed. I wanted to look out and see his face, but there was no need. I knew it had been him. I sat in the chair in my booth, my face reflected in the television screen. Cum was dripping down my face, collected in my facial hair. Most of it was in my mouth. I tasted it, knowing it tasted like my own. Not knowing what to do, I swallowed Jay’s cum and sat in silence, wondering what I was going to do.

“You’re sure it was him?” Dominic asked.

“I’m positive,” I told him. After I left the adult video store, I called Dominic, telling him what had happened. “It was Jay. It was Jay’s dick. Oh my God. I just sucked my brother’s dick. I just swallowed my brother’s cum.”

I waited for Dominic to say something.

“Dom?”

“I mean, it’s kinda hot,” he said.

“Are you serious?”

“I’m sorry, but it is. I grew up wanting to suck my brother’s dick. Then, when I realized I was bigger than him, I wanted him to suck my dick. I know you’re weirded out, but I can’t even begin to explain to you how turned on I am right now. Honestly, my dick is in my hand and I’m ready to blow.”

“I have to share a room with him,” I said. “How am I supposed to look him in the eye after that?”

“Look him in the eye, just don’t look directly at his dick.”

“Be serious.”

“Listen. You’re not going to get what you want from me. I’m jealous. I know a ton of guys who would love to suck their brother’s dick. And besides, didn’t you say he called you dude? That means he knew it was a guy on the other side. That means he likes guys sucking his dick. Maybe your brother is gay.”

“And if he is,” I said, “he’ll see my tattoo and figure out that I’m poz.”

“So what if he finds out?”

“He’s not good at keeping secrets.”

“He must be pretty good if you never knew he was getting his dick sucked by guys. I’m just saying don’t freak out. Up to the point that you discovered it was Jay, were you enjoying it?”

I sighed. “Yes.”

“Alright. Hold on to that. If I were you, I would be getting into his pants the second I could again. But, if that’s not an option, you’re just going to have to lay low. Don’t draw attention to yourself. Also, wear a t-shirt when you sleep so he doesn’t see your tattoo. Problem solved.”

“I guess,” I said. When I returned home, everyone was back. We joined together for dinner, my mother placing Jay on the other side of the table from me. I tried to avoid eye contact with him, but I knew he saw me looking over a few times with a shameful glance.

“How’s your church, Will?” my father asked.

“Good,” I told him. “We’ve had several new members. I’ve actually become friends with one of them.”

“A woman?” Zack asked.

“A man,” I said.

“Are you dating anyone?” my mother asked.

“Not at the moment,” I told her.

“You should really be trying to find someone,” my father told me. “People want to see their pastors married. You must be their example.”

“If he doesn’t want to get married, he doesn’t have to get married,” Jay said. “I never want to get married.”

“That’s because you're a dirty heathen,” Uncle Michael said.

“That’s me,” Jay said, smiling. “Hell, table for one.”

“If you don’t believe in God anymore, why are you here?” Zack asked. “Are you planning on making a spectacle of yourself?”

“That’s an idea,” Jay said. “No. Regardless of what you think of me, I still love Dad even if I don’t love God. I’m here for him.”

“How about we change the subject,” my mother said.

Once dinner was over and a bit of television was watched, I went to Jay’s room and started getting ready for bed. I blew up an inflatable mattress and searched through my bags for clothes to sleep in.

“What are those?” Jay asked.

“Pajamas,” I said.

“You’re a grown man,” he said. “Sleep in your underwear or sleep naked. That’s what I do. Besides, the central air is broken, and it’s almost eighty degrees in here. Maybe more.”

“I’m fine,” I said. I went to the bathroom and changed, checking my white shirt to see if the tattoo was visible. It wasn’t. As I reentered Jay’s room, I found him standing by his bed completely naked. My eyes were drawn to his dick, the same dick which had been in my mouth only hours before.

“See something you like?” he asked.

I ignored him.

“I don’t need to tell you just how much the ladies just love a thick cock. 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 tick 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,” he said. “Jealousy is an ugly thing.”

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

There was silence.

“First of all,” Jay said, “congrats on using the word ‘dick.’ Second, your dick is not bigger than mine.”

“Yes, it is,” I said.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“How big?”

I turned to him. Jay was now standing next to my mattress, his dick waving above me, almost completely hard. For a moment, I wanted to reach out and touch it, to lick the head, to taste his precum.

“You really want to know?”

“I’m a little over six inches,” he said. “Over six inches around too. Seven even.”

“Eight,” I told him.

“No, I’m not eight around.”

“No,” I said. “Eight inches. I’m eight inches.”

Jay laughed. “No, you’re not.”

“Yes, I am.”

“Prove it.”

“What?”

“Prove it,” Jay said. He turned and went to his desk, opening a drawer where he dug inside before pulling out a measuring tape. What was with Dominic and Jay keeping measuring tape at the ready?

“You kept Mom’s measuring tape in your room so you could measure yourself?” I asked.

“So?” he said. He threw me the measuring tape. “Prove it.”

I stared at him for several seconds before taking the measuring tape and pulling it beneath the covers.

“No,” he said. “Out and proud. I want to see what you’re working with.”

“Are you serious?”

“If you’re going to tell me that you’re bigger than me, I want proof. I want to see it with my own eyes.”

“I’m not hard.”

“Then get hard,” he said. “You want me to pull up some porn on my phone? Is porn too extreme for you, Pastor Ryder?”

My temper had reached its limit. I threw off my covers and stood up, standing in front of Jay. I pulled down my shorts and boxers, revealing my dick. For a brief moment, I saw a look of uncertainty on Jay’s face.

“Jerk it,” he said.

I reached down and started pulling at my cock. Seeing Jay standing in front of me naked helped the blood flow. Images of Dominic fucking me pushed me even further, my dick springing to life.

“Fuck,” Jay said as I ran the measuring tape along my dick.

“See. Eight inches. Actually, Eight and some change. I’m not as thick as you. Still only five inches. Congrats on girth. Are you happy now?” I threw the measuring tape at him and leaned down to pull up my boxers and shorts but stopped as Jay spoke.

“Why were you at the adult video store today?”

I froze. “What are you talking about?”

“Your car. I saw it at the adult video store. Why?”

“That wasn’t… I wasn’t… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I showed the guy at the counter a picture of you on my phone,” Jay said. “He said he saw you go back to one of the booths. He also said he saw you looking at the gay porn.”

“I wasn’t looking at gay porn.”

“But you were there?”

I was silent.

Jay stepped closer. “It was you, wasn’t it? In the other booth? You were the one that… that sucked my dick.”

I couldn’t breathe. My heart was racing. He had known it was me. He had put his dick through the hole knowing it was me on the other side. He had wanted me to blow him. Why?

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Dude! This is becoming more and more hot! Let's see how it evolve, I expect one of these scenarios: 

1. Jay discovers Will's tattoo and freaks out, but his body tells otherwise and it ends up with Will fucking him. 

2. Jay discovers Will's tattoo and reveals he has one similar. They are biological brothers in two ways 🦠☣️ 

 

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