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WARNING: This book contains mature content and explicit content. It is also a non-fiction story, a true life story of the writer. The thurible was placed right in front of the altar as it's smoke rose to the chandelier, blackening the cobwebs that were woven by some silly spider. The evening prayer was being said, and everyone was deep in solemn prayer and meditation. All except me. How could you even expect me to be solemn and meditate, when the man I had had sex with just the past week, the man who offered to be my sugar daddy, was sitting at the kneeler right in front of the altar, conducting the evening prayer. Not only was he just sitting there, conducting the evening prayer, he was a priest, a new priest of the archdiocese, transferred to work at our parish community. Given the fact that he was the person I first had sex with, I knew I was in for a whole lot of drama.
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My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest Chapter Thirteen
Nuel's POV “ Good morning sisters, how are you all doing?” I said to the sisters, forcing myself to smile. I was pretty sure that my thirty-two teeth was all out in display. “ We are doing fine father”, the eldest one among them replied, smiling even harder than I did, showcasing her open-teeth which made it seem as if the two parts of the teeth were running away from each other. “ How about you father?” “ We thank the Lord sisters. Forgive me for being ill-mannered, please have a seat”, I said, pointing at the cushion seats around. “ Thank you father”, they all said, one after the other, as if they had practiced it that way. “ So please”, I said, taking my own seat, “ to what do I owe this wonderful August visit? Mh? Hope I'm safe?” I said, raising my eyebrows and sounding cutely inquisitive. They chuckled at my expression, shaking their heads - mission accomplished; I wanted to make them smile. “ No, not at all father”, the eldest amongst them said. The very thoug
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-07My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest Chapter Twelve
After His DeathCollins’ POV Nuel had warned me, very sternly, to stay clear off Charles, but I was never one to listen. He had found out about my lie, that I was never Twenty-one, that I was still a child, he found out, and he ended our relationship, the one that we had while having full knowledge of who we were both in the church. I had found him attractive; father Charles. Gosh, he was attractive. A fine piece of a man that was potentially waisting in the priestly vocation, and when he showed signs of feeling the same way for me, I jumped at the opportunity and became his sugar boy. I had nothing to loose. Nuel had dumped me again and I was just so sex starved. He wasn't as good in bed as Nuel, but his performance was good, good enough to make me cum, and his beauty compensated for any other area that was lacking. But to my wildest imagination, there he laid, on the floor, in his room, drenched in the pool of his own blood. I screamed at the top
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-24My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest Chapter Eleven
I felt very naked. Not actually for the fact that I had felt like a hypocrite while saying the homily, but because Collins was there, listening to me preach what I never practiced. But all the same, I couldn't help it. Just because I was involved in perpetual sin didn't mean that I shouldn't condemn it, it didn't mean that I should come up to the congregation and tell them that having premarital sex was good, that a priest fucking an altar boy was good. No, it never meant any of that, but I still felt naked because I knew that I would probably be sounding so stupid to Collins. Hearing me preach those words after hearing me moan in sexual pleasure multiple times would definitely be something to laugh about. I didn't want to think about it. I had ended things with him, I had made it clear to him that we never knew each other, and even as my heart ached, I knew that it was for the best. He left immediately after the morning mass dismissed, seeming like he was avoiding me. I
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Nuel's POV I had liked a boy way back then when I was still in college, before going into the seminary. I was a third year student doing a program in Engineering Geology and I fell for Basil, a final year student doing a program in mechanical engineering. We lived in the same dormitory and were both altar boys at the school's local church. I had known him ever since my first year but nothing of him seemed appealing to me; not his looks, his aura, his dressing, his grades, nothing. To be precise, he was even a jerk, a jerk that has a few notable leadership qualities, nothing else but that, but I started falling for him at the beginning of my third year. I couldn't tell what had sparked the feeling, it was probably because of the fact that he just started acting all nice and caring literally our of nowhere. There were times when I would catch him stealing glances at me, glances that seemed so much like he was checking me out, and for some reason it seemed as if he always wanted
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-17My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest Chapter Nine
Education is really a scam. A real scam. Back when I was in highschool I didn't think about it that much, but now I've come to the realization that it is. I mean, how can a science student be learning about laws? What are the art students doing? Some of them would go to law schools, so why aren't they studying all the types of laws? Why should I who wants nothing to do with law be forced to learn about some laws that are sugarcoated as gas laws? You might want to say that gas laws were a science student's thing, but hey, they are laws, laws, and they should be studied by lawyers or aspiring lawyers, not high scholars who want nothing to do with the law. Like mehn, the educational system is fucked real up. “ Charles law states that all things being, the volume of a gas increases as the temperature increases, and decreases as the temperature does. It has a mathematical formula of V1/T1 = V2/T2”, Clementina answered the question that Mr Mayor had thrown at us. She was always
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-16My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest Chapter Eight
“ Hello gay”, Franklin said as a surge of pain flew from my hand to my whole body. How can one get injured in one part of the body but feels it on every part of the body? Someone really had to explain that to me. “ What are you up to in there? Looking for a dick to suck?” He said and laughed at his own statement, together with his two worthless minions; Christian and Zack. I looked at him with pure rage in my eyes as they continued laughing without ceasing, even pointing fingers at me as I caressed my hurt hand, laughing their guts out while calling me weak. I couldn't take it anymore, no longer. I clenched my fists and stepped forward to Franklin, face to face with him. “ What are you gonna do? Huh? Punch me? I bet your punch will be more soft than a pillow, fag”, he said and his crew ‘ oooohed’ what he said, laughing at the top of their voices as more students gathered around. Without thinking twice, I threw my fist in the air, making it land on his left cheek, and his
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“ A reading from a letter to the Hebrews”, the lector said as we moved to the pulpit, while I held a microphone to his mouth, absentmindedly watching him move his lips as he looked at the congregation and back to the lectionary, paying no attention to what he was saying. “ The word of the Lord”, he said in a final tone, signifying that he had finished his reading. “ Thanks be to God”, the congregation replied and my mouth was benevolent enough to also speak along with the congregation. “ Your days shall be filled with gladness, all you who trusts in the Lord”, the lector started the responsorial psalm, maintaining his reading fluency and eye communication, just like that of a news anchor. “ Your days shall be filled with gladness, all you who trusts in the Lord”, the congregation replied. “ He who walks in the path of righteousness, who detests the ways of the wicked, who closes his eyes lest they see evil, who shuts his eyes lest they hear of bloodshed”, the lector continue
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“ Why the hell did you not tell me that you were an altar boy?!” Nuel asked as I came up to him at the street side park where he had instructed me to meet him. “ Hold it there bro”, I said, raising my hands to hold him back if he should want to hit me or anything because he was as mad as a cow that had seen a red cow. I didn't even know when I called him ‘ bro'. “ You never asked me if I was, and you didn't even tell me that you were a priest. A priest for crying out loud”, I said, sounding so much like my mom when she had caught my dad cheating on her. “ You didn't ask me too, gosh!”, he exclaimed, putting both of his hands on his head like an African woman who has just received the news of her husband's death. He put his hand over his mouth, breathing hastily, trying to calm himself as I stood there too, doing the same. I could've bet that we were both thinking the same thing - how the hell was this possible? Saying that we were in deep shit was totally an understatemen
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-13My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest Chapter Five
Collins’ POV “ Take this, all of you, and drink of it, for this is my body which will be given up for you”, Nuel said during the mass, and as he raised the circular wafer; or host as we usually called it, the bell was rang: a way of announcing to the people that Christ was descending upon the gifts in spirit. He placed it back in the altar, covering it with a purificator before genuflecting before it. “ And on the night he was betrayed”, he continued as I stared at him, wondering if the man I was staring at was really the Nuel I had sex with just yesterday, “ he took the chalice, and giving thanks, he gave it to his disciples saying, take this, all of you, and drink of it, for this is the chalice of my blood, the blood of the new and eternal covenant, which will be poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins. Do this in remembrance of me”, he said, and as he raised the chalice, the storm outside increased, causing a faint lightning that was followed up by a roaring thunder
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Collins' POV I walked up the stairs of the hotel, repeating the room number the hook up guy had sent to me. “ Come to room 201. Double tap three times so that I'd know it's you”, he had texted me that morning. My hands were trembling as I climbed the stairs and I held on to the rails, praying earnestly that I wouldn't encounter someone I know or someone who knows someone who knows me. I knew that what I was doing was dangerous, but I had already made up my mind to go on with it. I had watched too much gay porn that I couldn't wait any longer to pop my cherry. Getting deflowered wasn't the problem, the problem was finding someone who was going to get me deflowered. I was a closeted gay boy who was living in one of the most homophobic cities in Pennsylvania, with a mom and dad who surely loved me, but would kill me the very day they get to find out that I'm gay. I got to the second floor and examined the labels on each door. The label on the first door was 2010; I was in t...
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