Gay Church Stories

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Church Elder

by standingstones on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I grew up in a small town. Everyone I knew was involved in the church. I was eighteen and had just graduated high school. There was a conference taking place in another town. My parents decided that I should go. This was a sign that I would begin to become an adult in church affairs. I would be travelling with Elder Stevens. His first name was Jeff. On the...

Church Volunteer Becomes BBC Sub

by Ewriter111 on Jul 27, 2020
Gay Male

There she was. My beautiful 5', 100 lb. blue eyed brunette wife bent over with a thick 10 inch black cock up her ass. Her pert little tits swinging side to side as her butthole was being stretched obscenely. A week earlier, I would have been mortified by this but I found out that things can change pretty quickly. I continued past our former marriage bed to t...

Church Volunteer Becomes BBC Sub Ch. 02

by Ewriter111 on Sep 28, 2020
Gay Male

***continued*** I woke up early the next morning to make breakfast for our new house guests. Chasity was still asleep but lying outside the comforter. Her night shirt had ridden up and her ass was exposed. It was evident she had taken a pounding or multiple poundings up the ass the day before. Her asshole was beet red, swollen and dilated with a hint of sem...

Club Church Ch. 01

by NJCockLover56 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

As a sales engineer I travel around the world meeting with various companies that need my products. My favorite destination is always Amsterdam. Whatever you want or want to do you can do it in Amsterdam. I am a 40 year old single bi male and like all guys I have needs – more than just my hand. I arrived in Amsterdam and checked into my hotel around 7:00 on...

Club Church Ch. 02

by NJCockLover56 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I went down the stairs to the bar and had another beer. What a great place this turned out to be and I had only been here about an hour. As I was sitting on the bar stool, I watched as guys went behind this large dark curtain at the end of the room. Some of the guys were at floor level and others went up a short set of steps. My curiosity was piqued and my...

Sentenced to the Church Youth Group

by timmywells on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

A tale about Jimmy, a teenager in West Albany, New York circa 1977... **** After barely graduating high school in 1977, I was finally beginning to learn why paying attention in school might have been a good idea, because I had been unable to gain admittance to either of the 2 local community colleges because of my poor grades. That was embarrassing, espec...

A Carol for Rev. Ebenezer Ch. 02

by blondeallover_00 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The churchman slept fitfully in the cold night. But he was vaguely conscious enough to hear the old church clock strike 1. Sure enough, a vivid light at the side of the bed shone, embracing a smiling sort of androgynous creature in a charming old fashioned robe of shimmering damask and lined with white fur. It seemed to have a great burning lamp on its head....

An Italian boy in Camford Pt. 02

by WittePiet on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter Seven: Tokenham Collegiate church In the early years of the twenty-first century, while Luke and his sister Cathy were still at school, on one summer holiday visiting Jon's developing woodlands, they found near the forest in Shropshire that Jon and Arthur Rockwell and Robin Banks had planted fifteen or so years before, the small hamlet of Tokeham. N...

Count of Casualty

by LingerieRobot on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This had been a church once, although to what god Aiden wasn't sure. The roof was shot through with years of abandon and months of shelling. It was night outside, but there was a strange orange glow that passed through the gaps in the roof and provided just enough light for the statues to loom out of deeper shadows, hands outstretched. Aiden wanted to just g...

Gaining My Religion

by jjv373 on Sep 2, 2017
Gay Male

I pulled up to the church at about three o'clock Saturday afternoon in my old Nissan, blasting R.E.M.'s "Losing My Religion." I knew I was quite a bit early, for, service didn't start for another four hours or so, but I was more than bored sitting at home all alone. I parked the vehicle close to the entrance. I was supposed to be meeting my friend Allison h...