Multi-ship. Written with @endlessgoodbyes
Top 4 in #miwband and #miwfanfic
Just a Brit and American writing gay porn. Probably the gayest thing you'll ever read. Complete Sin. (18+)
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We're NOT trying to offend anyone and their religious beliefs. We just thought this would be hot
Words: 3693
No POV
Chris ran into the churchyard, a bottle of drink in one hand and his boyfriends hand in the other. The two had been here many times before but never stepped foot in the church. They've heard rumours that the two local priests are infamous for teaching delinquents a lesson or two.
"I needed this, I couldn't taking anymore of Miss Cranapple's annoying voice," Chris mumbled.
"Me neither." Ricky spoke as he took the bottle from his boyfriends hand, taking a large gulp. "I can't sit on her class for more than 5 minutes."
"I heard she was retiring soon," Chris spoke taking the bottle taking a drink.
"I hope so. The old bat can't control anyone." Ricky laughed as he sat on the bench, dragging Chris along with him.
Chris laid his head on Ricky shoulder looking up into the sky. "It's peaceful out here," Chris laughed.
"Yeah." Ricky replied, laying his head on Chris'. "Is it bad I wanna fuck you here?" Ricky laughed as he rested an arm around his boyfriend.
"No, that sounds hot," Chris mumbled. He closed his eyes picturing Ricky's hard cock thrusting into him.
Just as Chris did that, Ricky heard the heavy wooden door to the church open, revealing two priest. "Boys." The more senior one called. "Come here."
Ricky and Chris turned to see the two priest. "Excuse me?" Chris asked.
"I'd like to talk to you. Give you a glass of water. Surely you both know that bottle isn't good for you."
"How about you mind your business," Chris replied taking a drink of the alcohol.
That was enough for the holy man as he walked over, grabbing the bottle from Chris. "How much have you drank?"
"Only a few sips." Ricky replied honestly, clutching Chris' hand.
"Please, follow me."
Chris looked over at Ricky who nodded. Chris sigh as they stood following the Priests into the church. The boys walked hand in hand, following the man into the church, his counterpart locking the door when they were all back inside.
Chris turned looking at the other priest. "So, why do we need to come in here?" Ricky asked.
"How old are you boys?"
"19," Ricky spoke.
"Good. I'm Spencer and this is my partner Justin. Do you want to tell us why you were drinking?"
"We are freshman in college and needed a break from the teachers."
