The kids at the Catholic school do cleanup in the rectory as a favor for the priests they serve as altar boys. One of the techies plants a small internet spy camera in one of the priest's bedroom & starts collecting video of a nun from the nearby convent fellating the priest while she is in the rectory to change his linens.
Incredibly hot idea. I saw you got some feedback that the young man is confessing about women. I say go full on gay! I’m thinking a young guy moves from a small town to Pittsburgh and is working in the steel mill. He’s totally on the down-low and deep in the closet. He moved to Pittsburgh and trolls the web for local cock, that’s what he’s confessing. The reason he’s confessing is because his catholic “values” have him in church each weekend praying that he stops yearning for dicks down his throat and up his ass every night. His gaydar though picked up on the young early 30’s priest, maybe he’s from Africa, may also be gay. He does want confess but he also thinks it could lead to a holy bbc inside him! He decides to go to confession to feel him out, see what happens. He asks the priest if it is okay if he can be a little graphic. He wants to truly repent and doesn’t want to mince words with the lords servant!
Unfortunately I submitted 6 short stories based on my own queer relationship with my local top & all but one got rejected. As a result I'm not eager to spend time on another.
Why did they get rejected? From what I can tell, you didn't violate any site rules.
I think I mentioned that the other people on line are going to start looking at their watches and getting impatient. It is true that big city parishes had about four Confessional booths, and usually at least three priests on duty at any particular time. Still, they would have to be very quiet in there.
No explanation given. I had hot encounters 4 times with my top & once with a black stranger. All rejected without comment. One story about a sex-crazed couple I met at Club Med has not been rejected - so far. They were all based on actual experiences.
That's weird, because usually the site will give some reason, even if it's mostly a boilerplate message. It's usually worth making an appeal, because you might find out more of what they want. About the only thing I can imagine is that there is some issue of non-consent that isn't mentioned here. Everything else seems pretty routine.
Thanks. I just sent them a note. If someone goes to the time & effort of writing stories based on gay personal experience, you'd think they'd at least offer some help to have me rewrite them.
I think they rejected me here twice. I think once she just changed the category, and the second time she just approved it. I don't remember getting a direct response.
Thanks. I was an altar boy & went to Catholic school. No priest ever bothered me but many did other kids in other churches. Combine historical fact with numbers of celibate men, women & young boys living in close proximity in a religious culture absorbed with guilt & I think I have the makings of a really nasty story.
I was lucky in that I only went to the Catholic school on Tuesday afternoons for "religious instructions." That was in the 1960's when there were still real old-school (at least in clothes) nuns teaching there. They never made it clear how long one got stuck in Purgatory, but it didn't seem like a good place to be.
Oh My Gosh Yes Please!!!!!!
I just submitted a story about a priest fellating a 13-y/o altar boy while a sexy young nun rims the kid.
You bet. I love pleasuring a man with my mouth. Will you cum in my mouth please?
Of course Ill feed you my cum.
Love your stories. Would love to suck your cock & rim your anus. Beat my ass hard with Mr. Airhose.
Thanks, I mean about the stories. Ah, in the priest stories I had to figure out a way for him to have some privacy with his college-age female parishioner. He can't go to her place because her mom lives there too. (It's 1957.) So I used the layout of my old parish as it looked when I was a kid (I didn't name it; just a parish in New York). The main building contains the school and the church on the first floor. The rectory was to the south, and between them there was and old wooden building that the parish owned for a future real church site
I submitted a story about teen altar boy sex abuse by a priest & a nun last night. I was high on Neurontin. The priest fellates the boy while the young nun rims the boy. He has his first orgasm in the priest's mouth. My stuff keeps getting rejected but it's fun anyway.
I've never heard of Neurontin before. It seems to be an opioid, correct? The big new thing which I've seen in my neighborhood is called Trank, or Tranq. It's an animal tranquilizer of some kind. People who use it shuffle around like zombies, except more aimlessly, but they never seem to fall down. I've considered a story about a Cro-Magnon man, I guess, who accidentally invents wine about 12,000 years ago. He let some grape juice ferment and he thinks he's screwed up things until he samples it.
