"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...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
