In the hushed confines of the rectory, altar boy Timmy knelt, confessing his forbidden desires to Father O'Connor. The priest, his voice heavy with lust, listened intently. 'Tell me more, child,' he urged, his cock stirring. Timmy's words painted vivid images of their entwined bodies, the taste of forbidden fruit. Father O'Connor, his resolve weakening, took Timmy's hand, guiding it to his throbbing erection. 'Show me, Timmy,' he whispered, their confessional about to become a sanctuary of sin.