Mission Sui Iuris
The door opened, and Dominik stepped inside. Father Samuel was flat on his stomach, sleeping peacefully. Dominik moved as if he were gliding in the air to the bed. The thin white sheet clung to Samuel’s backside. It left little to the imagination. You could clearly see the crevice of Samuel’s round cheeks.
He stirred in the bed. It was like he could feel Dominik close by, even in his slumber. The bed creaked as Dominik eased onto it. His body pressure caused the weak mattress to dip in the middle. Samuel opened his eyes as the sheet was peeled away from his beautiful naked body.
As the cool air in the room engulfed Samuel, he let out a low gasp. Dominik admired the curvatures of Samuel’s body. He couldn’t help but be impressed with how stunning his old sweetheart had turned out to be.
Samuel felt frozen. His head turned, and he stared at the white wall. He patiently waited to be manhandled. He knew it was Dominik who was about to take him. He could smell him. That intoxicating smell of man, sex, and chocolate made him weak with sin. Dominik placed his hand in the middle of Samuel’s back. His touch ignited flames inside of Samuel.
“Can you feel me, father,” Dominik asked in a deep, earthy voice.
“Nik,” Samuel’s voice trembled, “please.”
A soft, incoherent moan escaped Samuel’s mouth as Dominik planted kisses down his spine. With each kiss, he moved further down and closer to Samuel’s prized ass. Samuel’s body trembled with equal parts fear and passion. He was fearful of betraying God. He was still, however, passionate about Dominik after all these years.
Dominik reached the top of Samuel’s pert ass. His hands cuffed those yellow melons and slowly pried those glorious cheeks apart. That brownish-tight ring came into view. It was nestled around a few thin, dark hairs. A mouth-watering treat, if ever there was one.
The air in the room punched against Samuel’s hole. He lay there anticipating the next move. His cheeks spread wide, and his most intimate parts were fully exposed. The time moved agonizingly slow. Each moment felt like an eternity stretching beyond the realm of time and space.
A drop of spit fell from Dominik’s mouth and landed directly on Samuel’s puckered hole. Dominik lowered his face. Samuel’s heart raced. The long tongue swiped at the opening of the tiny rosebud.
Samuel jumped up from his slumber. His body was drenched in sweat. Even in his dreams, he couldn’t escape the hold Dominik had come back and placed on his life. He could still smell him and feel his strong hands all over his slender frame. It felt like God had forsaken him when he needed the Lord the most.
He pulled the covers back. His penis strained against the waistband of his boxers. A massive wet spot covered the head of his erection. Samuel pulled his underwear back. The evidence was there. He’d had a nocturnal emission or, as some would call it, a wet dream. Only Dominik could have such an effect on him.
“God help me,” he said as he rolled onto his stomach and buried his face in the pillow.
***
Community outreach was something that Samuel loved. The community adored him for all the changes he had helped to facilitate. The park was filled with people looking to enjoy a nice meal and song.
Samuel was completely in his element. His mind was free and clear of Dominik. He was doing the Lord's work, and that was what mattered most to him. Saving souls was his purpose in life.
Samuel had just finished chatting with a lovely elderly couple. He stepped off and stood under a tree to shade himself and relax his mind. His moment of relaxation was interrupted.
“Father Li,” a young woman called to him.
He quickly turned around with his welcoming spirit and smile. His eyes landed on the young lady and the towering figure behind her. Their eyes met, and his heart skipped several beats. Dominik refused to disappear from his life. His presence had a strong effect on Samuel.
“This man wanted to speak with you,” she said as she pointed to Dominik.
Dominik smiled and said, “I wanted to personally thank you, Father, for the work you’re doing in the community.”
Dominik played the role of a thankful community member perfectly. The young woman stepped aside. Dominik extended his hand, and Samuel took it. He pulled him in close for some “macho bro” hug.
Dominik whispered, “Have you been dreaming about me?”
His hand dropped to the small of Samuel’s back. It looked so innocent, but it was an act of desperate passion. Dominik let his hand linger just above Samuel’s ass. He wanted him to feel his touch. He wanted to send a message loud and clear. Dominik was marking him.
“Why would he ask me that,” Samuel thought to myself. “There’s no way he knows, and why does his touch excite me.”
Dominik broke from their hug and said, “You’ve really done an amazing job, father. I’d love to be able to help support the cause somehow.”
Samuel gave him a friendly smile. He knew he couldn’t cause a scene in front of the people. The young woman excused herself and walked away. The second she was out of earshot, Samuel’s smile faded. His frustration with Dominik's antics came out.
Samuel hissed, “What are you doing here? You can’t show up like this, Nik.”
Dominik stepped closer, “Why not? I’m a member of the community.”
“A member who puts drugs on the streets,” he pushed back.
“Sounds like you’re judging me. I don’t think your God would be happy with that,” he said like some smug son of a bitch.
“Doesn’t make what you do any less true. You do put drugs in the streets, Nik,” Samuel reminded him.
“I’d love for you to put your drug inside of me like you used to do. Remember how you fucked me all those years ago,” he asked with a bit of seduction in voice and body language. “Remember how tight I felt?”
“Stop coming on to me.” The words came out of Samuel with little authority.
“Stop fighting me. It only makes me want you even more. Give yourself to me.”
Dominik licked his gorgeous lips. He slid his hand over the front of his pants and gave his growing erection a squeeze. Samuel’s eyes followed. A rush of heat took hold of him.
“I’m a man of faith now,” Samuel whispered.
“And I want to give you my blessing over and over again. Don’t fight me on this. Let me have you.”
“Have me,” he asked shocked. “You can’t have me, Dominik.”
“Why not Father Li, because God will be angry? He can fuck off. You’re mine! You always have been, and you always will be.”
Samuel chastised, “Your mouth sends you to hell.”
“My heart places me in eternity with you.”
“Father Li, there you are,” Father Black’s voice interrupted them. “Everything okay?”
“Yes, everything is fine,” Samuel said as he moved past Dominik.
Dominik rolled his eyes and turned around. Father Black gave him a stern look before smiling at him. The animosity between the two was strong.
“I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before. Are you a member of the church,” he asked as his eyes flickered back and forth between the two men.
“We met briefly one rainy night not long ago,” Dominik answered.
“I see. Well, Father Li, once you’re done here, can you come and help me lead the prayer.”
“Yes,” he quickly answered.
“It was nice meeting you again…I’m afraid I don’t remember your name.”
Dominik said, “I’m brave to say I never gave it to you. It was, however, nice to meet you once again.”
Father Black smirked. He turned and walked away. Dominik’s rudeness set Samuel off. He hated how mean Dominik could be at times. He missed the young, kind version of Nik.
“What was that, Nik? You couldn’t have been nice to him,” he asked.
“Nice is letting him keep his head. He wants you.”
“Don’t be ridiculous! He’s the head of the church.”
“You’re part of the church, and I can smell your lust for me.”
The silence between them was loud. Samuel couldn’t argue with what Dominik was saying. As much as he hated to admit it, he did have lust in his heart for Nik. It went a little further than lust. There was still love between them.
“I could smell his cum leaking from his cock for you. His blood runs hot when he sees you. Part of you knows it and likes it.”
Samuel rolled his eyes, “Don’t be absurd, Nik.”
“I’m not absurd. I’m horny,” he said as he closed the distance between them.
Dominik quickly grabbed Samuel and pulled into a kiss. Their lips connected, and their tongues wrestled. Samuel melted in Dominik’s arms. His heart raced; it felt like it was going to explode. The rest of the world completely faded away from them.
As they kissed, blood began to pour from Dominik’s mouth into Samuel’s. The taste of blood brought Samuel back to reality. He opened his eyes, but he couldn’t pull away from Dominik. The man was shoving more and more of his tongue down Samuel’s throat, and with it flowed his blood.
Samuel struggled to break away. The kisses became more aggressive and intense with extreme passion. Dominik was determined to have Samuel again. Samuel finally found his strength and pushed Dominik away.
“What is wrong with you? Someone could see us.”
“No one is watching us,” he replied as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
Samuel looked around. Dominik was right. No one was watching them. People were in their own worlds. It was strange yet normal for the world in which they lived.
“You were bleeding in my mouth.”
“A little blood never hurt anyone.”
Dominik smiled as he stared into Samuel’s eyes. There was something about the smile. It told many hidden truths. So many things were hidden but honest.
***
The rain sounded like little pebbles as it fell against the window. The moon was nearly blocked from sight by the heavy rainstorm. Father Black was in his chamber reading. Two floors above him, Samuel was in his bed tossing and turning. It was the most restless sleep of his life.
BAM! BAM! BAM! The loud knocks filled the chamber, making it impossible to ignore. Each knock rattled the frame of the door. Father Black quickly looked up at the door.
The knocks were too slow to be innocent and far too heavy for anyone to ignore. He quickly stood up from his desk. He grabbed his rosary and held it tight, clenching it to his chest.
“Who’s there,” he called out.
There was no answer. The room suddenly filled with a thick, cold air that made every hair on his body stand up. The doors blew open. A gush of wind filled the room, blowing the stacks of papers and books across the floor.
The entryway was covered with a dense fog that slowly lifted, revealing the frame of a person. The figure stepped out of the fog. Dominik emerged, but there was something different about him. His energy was completely different.
He was alluring and seductive with his body. He moved like an enchanted figure in the night. The wind and air bowed at his feet. His eyes glowed a deep purple. It was like staring into sex and sex having a face.
“Hello, Father. It’s been weeks since my last confession.” Dominik’s voice was almost ominous.
The priest was frozen. Fear crippled him. Lust enamored him. Curiosity killed him.
Father Black gulped, “What are you?”
“I am fear, desire, passion, and time all wrapped into one beautiful package. I need your help.”
“Why me,” he asked. His voice trembled with fear.
“You’ve silently judged me and lusted after what is rightfully mine. It’s time I commandeer you for a greater purpose than you seek currently. “
Dominik snapped his finger, and the priest's eyes went blank. It was like he was suddenly in a trance.
“You need my help? What can I do,” he asked.
“Give me your body to use as I see fit tonight.”
“I give you my body,” the words slowly left his mouth.
The doors slammed shut. Dominik walked around the desk. He placed his hand on Father Black’s right face cheek. He stroked him tenderly.
“Are you ready?”
“I’m ready!”
Dominik bit his wrist, pulled the priest's head back his hair, and he held his bleeding wrist over the priest’s mouth. His blood dripped into the man of God’s mouth. Father Black swallowed every drop.
Something inside the priest suddenly was drawn and pulling him to Dominik. It was like looking into a black hole and being summoned by the event horizon. They kissed, and then it felt like the world was spinning.
In the bed upstairs, Samuel continued to toss and turn. In his dream state, he was right there in the room with Dominik. He was the one being kissed. He was able to feel everything that Dominik was doing and going to do to Father Black.
Dominik pulled away from the kiss. He snatched open Father Black’s robe. He was going to wreck his soul and his sweet hole.
“Show me you’re ready. On your knees and do what comes naturally.”
Father Black got on his knees. He looked up at Dominik with hungry and desperate eyes. He ran his hand over the front of Dominik’s pants. He could feel the hard member. It was so hard he couldn’t wait to taste it. He reached for the zipper…, and so began Dominik’s mission sui iuris.
Fade to Black!
TO BE CONTINUED
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