Sins of the Flesh

Chapter 10 Caleb

I locked up for the night on Friday, heading towards home. After Cole's confession, I went into planning mode. We decided Saturday at the church was best. In this town, our faces were too recognizable to get a hotel room. My wife decided to visit her parents for the day with a bit of prodding. She asked me if I wanted to join, but I begged off, saying I had some last-minute work to finish up with my sermon. It scared me that lying was becoming so easy.

I watched gay porn and researched gay sex to make sure I made it good for him. The last thing I wanted was to make losing his virginity a lousy experience. I bought supplies while on my lunch breaks throughout the week and hid them in my office coat closet. I was as ready as I could be to make this experience one to remember.

I got to the church early on Saturday to set everything up. I bought a blow-up mattress and bedding, lube, and condoms. I set up and lit some of the prayer and tall pillar candles we had stashed in a storage room off to the side of the stage. On the stage behind the pulpit, I blew up the mattress and arranged the bedding. With the overhead lights off and the stage lights dimmed way low, the flickering candles cast dancing shadows on the walls. There was a sense of romance.

Cole walks in as I finish. His eyes light up. "Wow," He gasps. "Caleb, it looks beautiful in here." He hops onto the stage and beams at me. I pull him into my arms. "You didn't have to do all this." He gushes. "Yes, I did," I say, joining our lips. Cole sighs into my mouth. I deepen the kiss. Deep but sensual, undressing him slowly. His small whimpers have my cock jumping in my pants. But I ignore it. Today, every moment is about him.

He undresses me until we are both naked, rubbing against each other like cats in heat. I pull away breathless.

"Get on the bed, Angel." He crawls onto the bed, wiggling his delectable ass at me. I laugh out loud, getting onto the bed and pulling him on top of me. "Your sexy ass is mine, angel," I growl into his mouth with a smile on my lips. "Show me," he challenges with his own evil grin.

I roll him onto his back, kissing him deeply. Then I pull away, trailing kisses down his neck. Up each arm. Sucking each fingertip. Down his torso sucking each nipple, his quiet whimpers following each touch of my lips as I worship his body. I kiss the head of his cock, and it jumps. I then lick a stripe up his cock and take it into my mouth. I can feel him fisting the blankets. "Caleb, that feels so fucking good," he whines.

I lube up my fingers as I suck, pushing in the first one and crooking it to hit his prostate. "C-Caleb fffffucck!" He cries out, his voice strangled. I slip in a second finger, stretching him. His head thrashes back and forth. "Caleb, I can't..I..I want," He cries, babbling.

When I put in a third finger, his cock pulses pre cum into his navel. "Caleb, I don't think I'm going to last. Please, I need you inside me." his cry is desperate now.

My nerves are at a fever pitch. This is a different kind of line. But as much as he needs me, I need him. I remove my fingers. Sheathing my cock with a condom. I hover over his body. He spreads his legs and pulls up his knees on instinct. I cradle his head between my forearms.

His face is flushed, and his eyes are glazed over. I kiss his lips softly. "Are you sure?" I ask, and he nods. "I need to hear it, Angel, please." I need the confirmation before I burn my world to the ground for him. "Please, Caleb," he begs. His cobalt eyes beckoning me to hell.

I start to push inside him, slowly breaching the ring of muscles. He gasps, wincing. "You ok, angel?" I ask, my voice gravel. He bites his lip and nods, his face pure concentration. "If you want me to stop at any point, just tell me." He nods again.

I push in further. "You feel so good, angel," I say with a rasp, putting my forehead to his. I push in another inch, and we are both panting.

I push in until I am fully seated. With my cock squeezed so tightly, I have to stop and wait so I don't end this early by cuming.

"Can I move?" I gasp. He nods again letting out a breath. I move in him slowly kissing him as he moans into my mouth. I shift my hips and push in again, hitting his prostate, and he arches in my arms. "Caleb, oh my god," he cries. So I surged forward, picking up my pace and hitting his prostate once more. We are both crying out, him arching wildly in my arms.

"Caleb, please touch my cock" he cries. "I need to cum so fucking bad" I grab his cock matching it to my rhythm. He is a babbling, incoherent mess. Whimpers, cries, and moans are so loud they echo in the chapel.

"F-F-Fuck Caleb, I going cum" He arches again as cum shoots from his cock, hitting his chin and covering his chest and abs. Pulse after pulse, and then my orgasm hits. "Im cumming inside you, angel. Your body is fucking heaven," I moan with my release seeing stars floating to a place beyond these walls. An orgasm so good, so fucking incredible, I leave my own body. Then, I realize I had been rock-hard the entire time. Everything suddenly makes complete sense. I'm gay; I just never knew it.

We lay there for a long moment, shuddering through aftershocks. I have my head buried in his neck, my arms bracing his head, and his arms wrapped around my back tightly. Then I feel his body shuddering and hear him sniffle. I pull my head up to see tears streaming from his eyes. I freeze. Oh fuck did I hurt him?

"What's wrong, angel?" I ask, my tone laced with anguish and concern. "Did I hurt you?" "No," he croaks and hiccups. "It was just." He takes a deep breath. "It was just so incredible." I smile down at his beautiful face and kiss each tear on his cheeks away.