Sins of the Flesh

Chapter 9 Caleb

It is Friday, and Cole has the day off because we hold confessionals on Fridays. I am in my office just before one when we open for confessionals, and there is a knock at my door. I look up, and it is Cole.

"What are you doing here? You know you have Friday off, don't you?" I ask him. He smiles with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He walks over to me, sits on my lap, and kisses me hard.

I pull back from the kiss. "Cole, we can't do this right now." I look at my watch and see it is time to open the doors. I get up and head towards the front of the chapel to unlock the door. Cole follows me. I walk over to the confessional booth. Cole again follows me. When I stop and turn to him, he says, "I had an idea."

I hear someone coming, so I grab the front of his shirt and pull him into the booth with me. We stand face to face and chest to chest. "I had an idea," he whispers. "Right now," I whisper back, and he shrugs.

There is a knock on the partition. I placed a finger over my mouth to silence Cole. I slide the divider between the booths open; the space between is covered in a decorative wire mesh obscuring our identities. Of course, we know who one another is in this small town.

"My child," I say to the face on the other side. I sit on the small bench, parting my legs to give Cole space. Cole kneels between my legs. I look at him warily. He has a devious grin on his face.

"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned." The face on the other side of the mesh speaks up. "It has been a month since my last confession."

Cole starts to unbutton and unzip my pants. He takes out my cock. I push his hands away unsuccessfully as the confessor continues,

"I have had lustful thoughts for my wife's sister and her mother. I have watched porn. Oh, wait, I also had lustful thoughts about my best friend Jeb and his cousin Travis Damn those guys are hot." I clear my throat. "Um, sorry. Right, I have had lustful thoughts about my boss and you," I choked right then as Cole takes my cock in his warm mouth. I stifle a moan. "Father?" The confessor asks.

I can't speak for a moment as Cole attempts to deep-throat my cock and gags. I clear my throat loudly.

"I guess I'm bi or whatever. It started with you during your sermon about a month ago. I don't know what you said, but I got a stiffy, and I just can't stop thinking about it." I slap my palm on the frame separating the partition as Cole cups and tugs my balls. "Hmm," I say in a choking tone. Cole is bobbing on my cock, saliva sliding down his chin as he looks up at me, and just like my fantasy from a couple of nights ago, his eyes are sparkling, His lips are spread wide around my girth, and his cheeks are flushed. I wrap my hands in his hair, guiding his head up and down.

"Anyways, I'm real sorry about it all," the confessor says. "Fast for two days," I choke out the last word as Cole hums, and I feel the vibration in my balls. I start the absolution "And I, an unworthy priest, b...by his power given me, f...forgive and absolve you from all your sins, oh God in the name of the Father and of the Son and the Holy S...Spirit" I stumble through as I cum down Coles throat on the last phrase. "Amen!" the confessor says excitedly.