1. Sebastian The Male Escort - Part 5/6


    Date: 11/14/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: jasonshomoerotica, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    assuage their feelings (guilt?) when they are in need of some form of spiritual guidance as a respite from their daily rush to make yet more money. In the event, it has more or less turned itself into a non-denominational refuge for anyone who wants a moment of peace and quiet during the business day. It’s now a bit like one of those non-denominational chapels on airport concourses.” “Monsignor Gandolfi, as he is called, was appointed to run the mission by his bishop as a result of some sexual misdemeanour in his then parish. You know, it was a way of pushing the guy to one side rather than defrocking him and kicking him out on to the street. As far as I can see, no one much uses the mission and he himself has very little of any consequence to occupy his time. As a lapsed Irish catholic myself, I sometimes go round there and if he is around, chew the fat with him.” “So,” I said to Mike, “how does this Monsignor come to have my telephone number?” Mike winced and then started to try to explain to me how had somehow been inveigled into talking about gays and then somehow it had come out etc. etc. ad nauseam, a discourse which ended with “Sorry!” So, I told Mike about the call from Gandolfi’s obsequious secretary and how I had actually gone round to see the Monsignor on Friday evening. Mike was curious to know what Gandolfi had wanted and I told him that after much beating about the bush it finally came down to the fact that the old guy wanted some anal stimulation. “So what ...
    happened?” asked Mike. So I said, “What I am going to tell you now is in the strictest confidence and must go no further, as I promised Gandolfi that our arrangement would be private, but as you are the instrument in bringing him and me together, I will tell you what happened.” “Cross my heart and hope to die” said Mike, by way of a promise. “Well Mike, what the hell do you think happened, just use your imagination? “I fucked the guy as that was why he had called me in.” “You mean that you actually shafted old Gandolfi.” said Mike with incredulity in his voice. “I certainly did – and he paid me five hundred bucks cash for the service.” Mike looked thunderstruck but I went on and said, “Look Mike, underneath all that cassock business, there is just a human body, the same as you or I have and in spite of all the outward signs this guy has exactly the same sexual needs as any other man. So what’s the big deal? The only thing I found a bit off-putting is that I did not really know how to address him, so I called him ‘Your Grace’, which seemed to go down well, but as I was pumping him, he kept saying, “harder my son, harder, don’t hold back,” which I found very strange as here was I, not yet aged twenty, servicing a guy at least fifty years old. Anyway, Mike, just for the record and as you are or were a member of the catholic church, just how does one address a Monsignor, especially when one is copulating with him?” And with that the subject came to an end. Over lunch, (Mike turned ...
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