I went to mass last sunday, at my local Catholic church. I hadn't been to church for a few months, as I had been on a very sinful binge, and was feeling very down on myself and most un Godly.
After services were over, I hung out in front of the altar for a while, praying, and then I went to the cofessional booth to fess up my sins. I told the priest that I had been smoking meth again, drinking excessively, and having sex with a lot of women, and had even had gay sex with a couple of men I'd met at the local gay bar. The priest seemed unusually curious about the gay sex part, and asked me for details about what I had done with the other men. As I started telling him what had happened, he reached his hand under the curtain divider between the booths, and placed his hand firmly on my upper leg. I was kind of startled, then he told me that it was okay, and that God was a loving and forgiving God whom has seen the most atrocious sins of man, and that he can clense all my sins. He then told me to go on with the details of the gay sex I had had.
I resumed my tales of sin, and the priest slowly started caressing my leg and worked his hand down my inner thigh, towards my now erect penis. I told him that I had to confess that he was making my penis hard, and then he pulled the curtain open and leaned over and kissed me on the lips while he unzipped my pants and gently caressed my hard throbbing cock. He then pulled out my cock and started sucking it like a crack whore. As he was sucking my cock, I reached over and pulled off his robe. He was wearing nothing nut boxer shorts underneath. His cock was bulging out his shorts, like a circus tent, so I pulled down his shorts, revealing the largest cock I'd ever seen. Oh shit, my girlfriend just got home, I'll finish this story later.