The Sermon Of The Mount SeXStoRY

Sometimes there are moments in our lives where we can look back on them and identify them as life changing events. One such event happened to me as the summer was winding down just before I was to begin my 10th grade year in school. My church had a summer youth program where we would do general repairs to the homes of the elderly or for others who were suffering through some type of misfortune. Most of the time this involved putting a new coat of paint on someone’s house. I attended church mostly for the social opportunities. I personally didn’t subscribe to the indoctrinations of some ancient text written thousands of years ago. I left that type of self-imprisonment to others if they chose it. My philosophies and realities were decidedly much more modern. So I freely and without any guilt whatsoever pursued and explored my desires. I had sex with a couple of girls from my youth group at church and that was nice, but lately I had really been thinking about other guys. I found that while masturbating in the shower, if I closed my eyes and imagined a guy sucking on my cock, the resultant orgasm occurred much quicker and with way more intensity. This happened enough times that I made up my mind that I wanted to have my first real gay experience. I wasn’t sure how, or with whom, but I knew that I wanted to make it happen. One sunny and hot Saturday afternoon a group of us from church were putting a fresh coat of paint on the house of a long time church member. It was a group of about 10 people around my age and the youth minister from our church. He was a youngish sort of guy, he was single and probably in his late 20s or something, but I thought he was really cute. He was of average build, had nice features and a really great figure. In other words, I thought he was really sexy. On this particular day, I was in a great mood and was feeling really uninhibited. Some of us were playfully slinging paint at one another and just generally having a great time. I was hot and sweaty and also strangely kind of turned on. Besides my shoes, all I was wearing was a pair of black athletic shorts and no underwear. On a few occasions that afternoon I noticed that I was getting semi-erect and it caused my shorts to poke out a bit. But I didn’t care if anyone noticed, I was feeling good and loose and free and I thought that feeling kind of turned on made things even better. At one point, as I was working alongside our youth pastor I even shook my butt in his direction a couple of times. He looked at me and said, “You must be feeling pretty good today”. I said, “Yeah, I am. I’m in a great mood”. As our job was winding down later that day, he asked me if I needed a ride home. He explained that my house was on the way to his house and that it would be no problem. I gladly accepted his offer. We got into his car and started down the road. Just being in the same confined space with him was turning me on. I looked down and noticed that same protrusion still in my shorts. Suddenly I had a wickedly sensual idea; wouldn’t it be fucking awesome if my first gay experience was with my youth minister? I decided it was worth a shot, so I blurted out, “We could go to your house first”. He seemed predictably surprised by my statement. “Why would we go to my house?” he asked. My mind scrambled to come up with a suitable reply. “Well…” I said, “I’ve never been to your house before. You could show me around”. The bulge in my shorts was still very evident and I’m sure it did not escape his notice. He was silent for a minute. The anticipation I was feeling was incredibly strong. “You really want to go to my house?” he asked. “Yeah, I really do” I replied in an emphatic tone. I hoped that he was catching on to my intentions by this point. I knew that if he rejected my idea that he was probably also rejecting my advances. But I was also pretty certain that if he agreed, there was a good chance my fantasy would come true. I could tell that he was really hesitant. There were long pauses between his questions as if he were weighing his options. “Alright. I guess we could stop by there for a little while” he finally replied. “Great” was my answer but inside I was soaring. I let my mind drift to the impending possibilities and as a result my dick began to grow larger. I wanted it to get fully erect right there in his car so that he couldn’t pretend to ignore it. When it finished erecting, the towering tent in my shorts was massive. I could hear that his breathing had become heavier as he continued to drive. I could see out of the corner of my eye that he was taking quick brief glances at my rapidly constructed covered edifice. He then suddenly reached over and touched it and just as quickly pulled his hand away. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that” he said nervously. I said, “No. No I really want you to”. “You do?” “Yes. And a whole lot more”. He shot me a couple of brief glances and then reached over and touched my canvass covered cock a second time. Only this time he reached underneath my waistband and uncovered my dick. There I was in my youth minister’s car with my naked dick standing straight out. He started stroking it with his hand. I let out a few soft moans and lay back in the seat. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling of another man’s hand on my cock. He then pulled his hand away and said, “We are almost to my house. We can do that when we get inside”. I put my shorts back over my penis as we arrived at his home. We entered his garage and got out and went through a door that led to his living room. Once inside, I turned to face him. He reached down and started rubbing my dick through my shorts. Now that we were in the privacy of his home, he seemed completely comfortable with the idea. He bent down and uncovered my dick and put it in his mouth and at the same time he pulled my shorts down to the floor. Oh god, his mouth felt so good on me. His lips slowly sliding down the length of my shaft. I grabbed the back of his head as he rhythmically sucked me. The warmth of his mouth was amazing. I got the impression that mine was not the first dick he had sucked. I thrust my hips back and forth as I fucked his hot mouth. My masturbation fantasy was happening to me for real, and it was better than I even imagined it could be. He then stopped, looked up at me and smiled. He stood up and removed his t-shirt as I stepped out of my shorts and kicked off my shoes. His chest and stomach were slightly hairy and looked divine. I walked up to him and bent down and started licking his nipple, circling my tongue around it. He embraced the back of my head and encouraged me to continue. I slowly made my way down his chest and abdomen until I arrived at his now protruding shorts. Eagerly pulling them down, I uncovered a most gorgeous penis. He had a beautiful pinkish purplish cock head. I estimated his dick to be about seven inches of manly goodness. Now here was an altar I was willing to worship at! I took his cock in my hand and felt the heat of his shaft. I started making short quick licks on his pee hole. His body shivered as I licked around the diameter of his cock. Then I took his whole length into my mouth. I began sucking him furiously, relishing the fact that I was sucking on my first penis. This was fun. This was real fun! I continued to suck, grabbing his balls, playing with them. After a couple of minutes he pulled out of my mouth and said, “Let’s go into the bedroom”. Sounded like a good idea to me. So I got up and followed him into the bedroom. Along the way, I playfully would run up behind him and stick my cock between his ass cheeks. Once inside, I turned to face him and we began to kiss. I pressed up against him and caressed his back and butt while we passionately explored the other’s mouth with our tongues. We fell onto the bed, me on top of him. Our cocks were grinding together as we continued our mouth explorations. He grabbed my buns and encouraged me to grind him harder. His hand slipped into my ass crack and quickly found my asshole. His fingers teased it for a bit and then he slipped a finger inside. This was so fucking fantastic! Kissing him, grinding him, his finger massaging my rectum. I felt like I could do this forever. In fact, I lost any sense of time. This was way better than being with a girl. Eventually he got up and positioned himself behind me and propped my butt in the air. He parted my cheeks and started licking my asshole, twirling his tongue around the perimeter. He stretched my hole open and started darting his tongue in and out. My body was tingling with electric shivers. His tongue and hot breath felt so good on my ass. He did this for what must have been several minutes when he stopped and went over to a drawer and pulled out some lube. Not only did I briefly consider why my youth minister had lube in a drawer, but I knew what he had in mind next. “Oh yes, fuck me. Fuck me in my ass” I said almost uncontrollably. He squirted some lube on his cock and I felt it press up against my hole. His earlier stretching of it helped some but I was still pretty tight as he slowly pushed it inside. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but as my rectum relaxed a little bit his cock started to feel amazing inside me. He pushed the entire length inside and then slowly pulled out. Oh my god, it felt incredible. He pushed back inside a bit more easily the second time and more and more my ass became accustomed to his cock. He started fucking me slowly at first and then began to pick up the pace. I can’t remember all that I was saying, but I’m sure it was language that is discouraged in church. I truly felt like I was in heaven. My cock was incredibly hard. His cock felt amazing sliding in and out of my asshole. Soon, I felt a tremor in my dick and shortly thereafter I was erupting cum all over his bed. I had never cum that much ever before. I probably at some point instructed him to unload inside me. I know I wanted him to. And shortly after I orgasmed all over his bed, his moans steadily increased in volume. He suddenly flipped me over on my back and mounted me sort of missionary style and continued to furiously pump my ass. Very soon thereafter I felt his hot cum erupt inside me. I felt all wet and warm and sticky as he squeezed out his last drops. We looked at each other breathlessly and smiled. I sat up and kissed him and thanked him for the experience. Because from that day on my dick never entered another vagina. I had truly seen the light. And it was the best sermon I ever received.