Eric nervously knocked on the door.
"Come in!" came the voice from inside. Eric promptly opened the door and walked in.
"Father Jason. Thank you for seeing me on such a short noti…. oh, gosh! I am so sorry, Father Jason." Eric stammered as he finally saw Father Jason that surprised him. The man that he had looked up to was only wearing a thin gym short and nothing else. Eric had only seen this man fully clothed, usually in his full frocks and priest outfit. Seeing Father Jason shirtless, revealing his tight, trim torso was something Eric was not expecting.
"Come in, Eric. It is alright. I was just getting ready to go to the gym."
"Father Jason. I can come back later. It can wait." Eric replied as he slowly walked backwards towards the door.
"Nonsense!" Father Jason replied. "My parish and congregation always come first. It is my trip to the gym that can wait. So please come in and sit down, Eric."
Eric nodded and walked into the suite at the rectory. He sat down on the couch in the comfortably-decorated room. Eric eyes continued to focus on Father Jason, finally letting himself examine this man. A dusting of hair covered his chest, which tapered down onto a flat stomach. This man may be in his 50’s, but he continued to keep himself in an amazing shape, probably his frequent visit to the gym. But as Eric’s eyes wondered even lower, his mouth almost gaped in surprise as he saw the clear outline of Father Jason’s penis inside his loose gym shorts. Eric couldn’t believe how huge it was, even when soft and dangling downwards!
Eric started to questioned on whether it was a good idea to talk to Father Jason on the topic that had been troubling him. He started to doubt himself on the things he wanted to say.
Father Jason walked up to Eric and sat next to him on the couch. “Now Eric, what has been troubling you? You said that you wanted to talk to me privately about a problem. I’m here and I’m ready to listen to everything that you have to say.” Father Jason said.
Eric wasn’t sure what to say anymore. A part of him just wanted to bolt out of the room. But another wanted him to stay, wanted him to inhale the aroma of the half-naked man sitting next to him, the man who appeared to be extremely well-endowed.
"I… I .. I don’t know where to begin, Father Jason. I’m just afraid of saying the wrong things and I don’t know what to do." Eric replied as his voice started to break.
Father Jason leaned closer and put his hand on Eric’s shoulder. “Now, my son. You know that I will never judge you in any way. It isn’t my place to do that. You must trust me that you can say anything that is on your mind, and it will never go beyond these walls. If I were to help you, I need to know everything, and I need to know the truth. If it is truly from your heart, then nothing could be bad, no matter what you think.” he said to Eric, trying to reassure the frightened young man.
Eric, sat back, and took a deep breath. Finally, gaining enough courage, he spoke his mind. “Father Jason, for the past year or so, I’ve been having fantasies of having sex with another man. I find myself staring at men that I found attractive, and before I realized it, I’ve fantasized about what it would feel like to be naked with them. I think I may be gay!” Eric said as he buried his head in his hand.
Father Jason didn’t say anything immediately, but simply rubbed Eric shoulders as he let him spill the words that were trapped in his head.
Finally, after he noticed that Eric had calmed down a bit, Father Jason replied. “Eric, contrary to what many in the church have said, being gay is not a sin. I certainly do not believe it is. You are what you are, and it is obvious that you didn’t consciously choose to look at men and fantasize about them.”
Eric was surprised by the reaction, as he was expecting to be condemned for having such thoughts. He started to relax a bit and gave a sigh of relief.
"You need to be comfortable with who you are and learn how to accept it." continued Father Jason. "It won’t mean that the rest of society will be as open to who you are, so you will have some challenges to being you. But if you are comfortable with accepting it, be it if you’re gay or straight, then you will be fine."
Eric then felt Father Jason’s hand moved from his shoulder to his thighs. He looked at Father Jason and there was a slight smile on that handsome man’s face.
"So tell me, Eric, I presume that you’ve only fantasized about being with another man, but you haven’t done anything yet?" Father Jason asked. Eric could feel Father’s hand beginning to rub his thighs. He started cursing himself because he could feel his dick starting to plump up.
"Er.. no, Father. I haven’t had sex or any kind of sexual contact with another man. I had been afraid of it… till now." Eric replied, still trying very hard to will his dick down while his eyes focused on Father Jason.
Father Jason smiled even more as he replied. “But as I’ve told you, there is nothing for you to be afraid of. It is as natural as the birds and the bees.”
Eric saw Father Jason’s eyes traveled down to look at Eric’s crotch and the clear bulge in Eric’s tight jeans. Both their eyes met again until Father Jason’s eyes went to his own crotch that was only loosely covered by the gym shorts. Eric’s eyes bulged in amazement at the size of the tenting of Father Jason’s shorts. His guess that Father Jason was highly endowed was not wrong.
After a short silence, it was Father Jason who spoke first. “As you can see, my son, god as generously given me a sizable appendage, and I consider that as a message from him to be used and shared with others. I am more than wiling to share it with you, and will be honored to be the first with you.”
Eric started to shake slightly as his excitement at the possibility sank in. He just couldn’t believe how this was turning out, and his eagerness was evidence in the extreme arousal he felt. He conveyed his consent by moving his hand and resting it on Father Jason’s exposed thighs.
They both looked at each other, and there was no denying what they both wanted.
That afternoon, Father Jason never made it to the gym.