Jesus was still hanging in the cross behind me. The twink was resting his head in his lover’s chest while twirling his chest hair in his fingers and the Daddy stroked the young blonde boy’s hair. Gay sex I looked into Jesus’s caring eyes, hanging on the cross, and I smiled. It was such a rush. But there’s only one way to be truly sure.I felt a finger slide into my butt hole.“I’ve got full you with more holy seed. Don’t fight it! The church has gifted me with His power to heal, to bring salvation to those who seek it, or need it.”Father pulled his finger from inside me and now stood behind me.“Turn around and face Jesus. I was so excited, I began to grope myself, like I did when I first saw you. I looked into Jesus’s caring eyes, hanging on the cross, and I smiled. Unconsciously, or subconsciously, my hand traveled down my sweaty chest and over my loose shorts.
