Altar Boy's Sinful Indulgence
In the dim light of the confession booth, Timmy, a young altar boy with a secret, kneels before Father O'Malley, his uniformed body trembling with anticipation. The priest, aware of the boy's desires, leans in, his voice low and commanding. "Tell me, altar boy, what sins burden your soul?" Timmy blushes, his cock hardening at the priest's words. "I... I have impure thoughts, Father," he admits, his voice barely a whisper. The priest smiles knowingly, his own cock stirring. "Show me," he demands, and Timmy tentatively reaches into his cassock, pulling out his hard cock. The priest's eyes widen, and he leans in, his tongue flicking out to taste the boy's precum. Timmy gasps, his hips jerking forward as the priest takes him into his mouth, sucking him deep and hard. The booth fills with the sounds of their lust, Timmy's moans echoing as the priest brings him to the brink of orgasm, only to pull back, leaving the altar boy aching for release.