Senegal Surrender
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- sr71plt
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- Gay Sex Stories
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- africa, deception, exile, gay anal, gay priests, hypocrisy, interracial, seduction, temptation, voyeur
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Summary
It didn’t provide a barrier to Bishop Dominic. He’d said that it was a reality of his sect of the Liberal Catholic Church, a progressive, serving church that worked the streets of New Orleans—the soup kitchens and the food pantries, the addiction and AIDS clinics, and the counseling for the downtrodden and social victims. I had been such a victim of society, he told me. I grew up virtually on the street. And being small of stature, more pretty than handsome, and vulnerable, I was able to survive on the streets of New Orleans only by selling my body to men.
That had all changed, of course, with the Liberal Catholic Church took me in, gave me a home and a purpose, and sent me through seminary. Bishop Dominic had guided me the whole way. And when I was under his charge, in his monastery, he explained to me that his was a particularly liberal sect of the Liberal Catholic Church. He said that, although certain things were banned, personal pleasure and physical release weren’t—and receiving this from and giving it to other men wasn’t irrevocably counted as a sin. Bishop Dominic certainly had his way with walking the edge. There were limits, though, to what would stop short of sin in men having their pleasure with other men. Physical penetration was a sin. These limits didn’t prevent him from touching me and kissing me. And it didn’t prevent him from coming to my cell in the night, lying beside me, and touching me intimately to evoke physical release and urging me to do the same with him.
Release was good and necessary, he’d said. It wasn’t sodomy in his sect’s definition of the term. The full meaning of this meant nothing to me at the time. I probably should have asked for specific guidance. Over the weeks the touching led to grasping and stroking with the hand—and providing sexual release, first him masturbating me and this moving into the two of us masturbating each other simultaneously. Eventually, it went to him lying on top of me or stretched out behind me, or the two of us standing, and him holding me close, and masturbating me while I held his cock between my thighs and he stroked it there to an ejaculation.