Dreadful Stories From The Past

These stories are about me and a part of my priesthood

These events happened to me, somewhere in the distant past,

At three different places and times

A shrink got them out of me, because I couldn't take the burden inside anymore!

The first story takes place in the 18 hundreds, somewhere In Europe.

I was celebrating a mass in a small town. Many came to the mass

Believing in God and his Son

The most came to the Sunday Mass. This is where I met this little boy,

Who made me do what nobody had before...

I liked his smile and his innocence shinning out of him

At night I could only think of him.

There was no night without thinking of him - these were erotic dreams, the most brutal kind

One morning I couldn't take it any longer, I grabbed my stiff penis

It was hard every morning, but that time it was somewhat more urging

I started slowly pulling at it, while thinking about this little boy

Beautiful eyes, soft lips, virgin with a tight anus.

I imagined him touching my penis with his mouth, and the slowly sitting on it.

I thought he liked it too, so I imagined him with a smiling face.

At this moment my sperm squirts on any stomach ruining my fantasies.

Suddenly everything fades into darkness.

The next day I learned they moved away to another village

Never seen him ever since.

I kept masturbating till the end of my life

Then I was caught by my priestmates and they beat me to death right away...