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 The Vicar Part 2 ---------------

   (MM, BM,WM, interr, real, cheat)

   This was probably the first time that I had taken an unshealthed cock in
to my mouth.  I had sucked a guy's once cock before; he was openly gay to
his friends, and I guess I was a little apprehensive, given that I knew
he'd had many sexual partners.  So in his case I'd used a condom.  He was
extremely well hung, especially for such a little guy...  but hey, that's
another story.

   This guy was something else though.  He appeared quite shy and not at
all camp, and in my judgement was quite inexperienced (even more so than
me!), and so I felt much more comfortable without the condom.

   After jumping in head first (literally), and taking his cock in to my
mouth, I realised what was going on.  I had a penis in my mouth.  It was a
thick, hard 6inch, black penis belonging to a guy who I had only recently
met and who had just beaten the shit out of me at squash.  A guy I met the
previous Sunday at my local church.  A guy who happened to be the stand-in
vicar.  There were a number of things about this situation that really
turned me on.

   Wide eyes, rhythmically flaring nostrils, quiet snorting and a fucking
motion from his hips he was half trying to hide told me that he was a
little conflicted with the situation, but had been totally overridden by
his sexual desire.

   Holding the base of his stiff prick in my right hand I stopped sucking,
looked up at him and waited for him to open his eyes.  When he did, I said
"Hmmm, you have got a beautiful cock, y'know"

   "Hmmm", was all he could manage.

   He smiled, tensed his buttocks and pulsed more blood in to his cock; I
felt my hand stretch a little as it gripped the base firmly.  I pulled the
skin even further down his shaft; the skin stretching tighter and watched
the previously slightly wrinkled bulbous head grow a deeper purple, become
more shiny and wrinkle-free as a single drop of pre-cum oozed out from his
piss slit.

   After a good 5 minutes of sucking, licking and rubbing, his cock was
still totally rock solid, his balls still hung low in his sack and he was
showing no signs of coming yet.

   I stood up straight, and still in between his legs I began to undo the
belt of my jeans.  I could feel my prick straining on the inside of my
jeans, and I emphasised it's size to him by drawing an outline around it as
he looked on.  I pulled my jeans down, revealing a very hard, long cock
straining at the fabric of my boxer shorts.  Pausing for a moment, I gave
him time to it all in.  He licked his lips subconsciously and began to
stretch his hand towards me.

   Holding the elastic waistband of my shorts in my thumbs, I began to
reveal my prize for him.  First, light brown pubes, followed by the root of
my manhood.  As I revealed more to him, inch by tantalising inch, my cock
was straining against the elastic and fabric that was forcing it in to a
downward pointing direction.  As I reached the end of my prick, I pushed a
little harder on to my prick with the elastic.  The final inch slipped off
the head of my cock, which sprang up with a great slapping noise on to my
stomach - the finale of my presentation.

   "Oooh mmmm yeh", he said cooing as he sat up to face my cock, which
stretched the full length of his face; the base of my balls was touching
his chin, and the tip of my now glistening crown just cleared his hairline.
I don't ever remember seeing it look so majestic as it did then; it was
impressive - hard, thick and long, set against the backdrop of his face.

   I placed my hands gently on the back of his head, and let the weight of
them guide him towards my balls.  I lifted my right leg on to the arm of
the couch and gently pushed his head a little further.  He moved to
position himself so he was kneeling on the floor in front of me, his right
hand holding my cock, and his head tilted to lick my ball sack towards my
slightly opened anus.

   Pulling my erection down towards the horizontal, he then began pulling
my tight foreskin back over the crown.  This required a number of attempts
to stretch the skin sufficiently to clear the head; once clear my milky
white rigid shaft now stood out against the darkness of his black hand.  He
looked up at me, as if to ask permission to suck my cock.  I granted it by
smiling, thrusting my jutting member further towards his slightly opened
mouth and gently nodding approval and encouragement to him.

   Starting with the head between his large, soft negro lips he slowly
worked his mouth down my shaft until I felt it reach the back of his
throat. I could feel his tongue flicking the underside and around the
length of my penis as it entered him.  In as deep as he could initially
take, he sucked his cheeks in hard and started to withdraw me, creating a
vaccuum that gripped hold tightly of my rod.  I looked down from above,
feeling a deep heating sensation beginning to form.

   Watching my local vicar with my hard cock in his mouth as he sucked it
was, well, heaven.

   "You suck cock like a pro", I said.  I could feel him smile with a mouth
full of my cock.

   He pulled it out.  "You've got a quite a big one, haven't you?", he
offered.  "It's a lot bigger than when I saw it in the shower earlier; it
must be at least twice the size."

   Whilst I've wanked about cocks all my life, I'd never really seen many
hard ones.  Only maybe 3 or 4 in real life, and although there had been
only one that was obviously bigger than mine, I assummed that the other I'd
seen were just unusually small.  I'd seen plenty of movies with some very
well hung guys, and in the showers at school and the swimming baths were
most of the men had what appeared to be penises similar, if not a little
larger, than mine.  I realised at this point that after the shower earlier
with Ken, I had assummed that when hard his cock would increase
dramatically.  But it hadn't.

   To my surprise, it was obvious to the both of us that I had the largest
penis, which was a double surprise and pleasure as he was black and so I
had expected a monster - that's myths for you.  Not to take anything away
from Ken though; he had a nice, thick, rigid cock most men would be proud
of.

   "I really love the dick, you see", Ken said in his awkward, vicarly way.
It really did seem odd to hear him use overtly sexual terms like "dick",
but it also turned me on further.

   He stood up and faced me.  Holding my cock in his right hand, he moved
directly in front of me and held his cock in his left hand.  He held my
cock alongside his, with the tip of my cock touching the right hand side of
the base of his cock.  As our cocks ran alongside each other, there was
clearly well over an inch of daylight at the end of his prick before
reaching the base of my cock.  He looked up at me with a slightly annoyed,
slightly embarrassed grin and looking back down press the end of my cock in
to his skin to try and close the gap between the end of his cock and me.

   "You're a little bit bigger than me," he said, slightly surprised and
disappointed.  "But we're roughly the same..."

   "Yeh, we're about the same", I said, not wanting to hurt his pride.  "Do
you want to fuck my arse?" I asked.  This served to change the subject away
from cock sizes, and to turn me on by talking dirty.

   "You want to?", he asked

   "Well, I've never done it before, but yeh I'd like to feel your big cock
inside me.  You'll have to wear a condom though.", I instructed.

   "Of course, of course", he said running off in to his bedroom to get
them.

   He came back with the condoms and a tub of vaseline.

   "Let me roll that rubber on for you"

   He grinned, like a cat that got the cream.  "Ok."

   I rolled it slowly over his shaft, and made sure it was securely on.  I
knelt on the floor with my elbows on the couch and offered up my arse to
him.  He prized my legs apart, revealing my puckered up arsehole, over
which he began to gently massage some vaseline.  A couple of strokes later
and his index finger had entered me.  More vaseline, more massaging and he
had entered the finger in deeply.  Internally, he rubbed around the shape
of my prostate and I felt my anus muscles tighten as I gripped his finger
like a clamp.

   Stimulating my balls and running his finger along the underside of my
hard penis from the tip to the base, his other hand continued to massage my
anus.  I felt the filling sensation as he added a second, middle finger to
the party.  This man was of a stocky build, and so 2 thick fingers together
inside my anus felt quite filling.

   The finale was the anticipation of his cock entering me.  He'd removed
his two fat fingers, one at a time, wiped his hand clean on a towel and
shuffled further up behind me to position himself for entry.  I felt his
hard cock kiss my arsehole.  I braced myself and tried to relax at the same
time as he began to enter me.  I never felt so full up in my life.

   ...  (contd)