“Father, I have never sucked a cock in my life,” said Fred. “but I have never lied to a Priest and I’m not about to start now. I have, from ti...e to time in my life, had the urge to do so. And one of those times was in the shower a few minutes ago. But no way was I going to suck my first cock in front of the guys.” Fred responded.“Fred, I think you need to come to my office in the Rectory at Saint Catherine’s for some counseling, Let’s say this Friday at 8 PM,” said the good Father.The next day,. Time stopped for me. His lefthand went down to the front of my jeans, and he slowly pressed againstme, and rubbed his hand across me. I whimpered and I could not stopmyself from cumming for him. I hated myself for this weakness. But myorgasm was the strongest that I had ever experienced before.After I shopped shuddering from the intensity of the orgasm he hadgiven me, He released me, and let me get off his lap. I did not knowwhat to do. I was so ashamed of myself. I went into the bath room,. “I’m sure other factors helped.”She looked down at her own breasts, using two fingers to rub each nipple. “Like having my baby brother cream all over them?”I shrugged. “Maybe.”She smiled at me. “I can’t believe how sensitive I am. I usually only get like this when my cycle is about to start.”I arched an eyebrow. “I thought you said you had another ... what? Nine days?”She nodded. “I guess we’ll have to wait and find out.” Then she stepped up, pressing her breasts into me, and kissed me like she. Being a leg and ass man I preferred Lauren and Ashley over Sara, but I certainly came to understand why most guys preferred Sara after that night.So Sara walked into the front room, and saw me standing there holding my duffel bag. She smiled coyly and raised one delicate eyebrow in my direction. “And what do we have here? Is it an early birthday present for me?” she asked, causing me to blush furiously. Sara was wearing cutoff jean shorts like Ashley, though not quite as short. She had on what.