Reverend Patrick told me about Flynn. Of course, it was in his admission file that he was probably gay. Reverend Patrick managed to get him to confess that he had some mostly innocent experiences with other lads, hardly even something requiring confession, but often confession is not about the sin as much as the guilt that the confessor feels. Flynn obviously felt very guilty. Reverend Patrick used that as a pretext, as he is often too eager to do, to relieve the lad of his virginity, as well as his guilt. He told me a few days later what he had done. Further, what an eager participant young Flynn had been in the experience. I already thought Flynn was an exceptionally handsome lad but that knowledge made him too much to resist. I couldn’t get him out of my mind. One night I was walking through the dormitory, just after lights out, and noticed a light coming from under the door to his room. I peaked in to check on him and, much to my delight, found him on his knees in prayer. Kneeling behind him I asked what was on his mind and he confessed that he was struggling with impure thoughts. There is only one cure for that. Our young altar boys often come to us burdened with unnecessary guilt regarding the natural hungers of a young man’s body. They can only properly serve the church with a peaceful heart and a focussed mind. It is part of our training to teach them how to find that. That night I went about giving Flynn a lesson in the deep joyous pleasure that his body could offer himself and, just as importantly, the men he shared it with. Believe me, his sweet mouth and tight hole are the source of very much joy and I and my hard cock drank deep of it and blessed him generously with our seed. When Reverend Snow mentioned that Flynn had asked to speak to him, I suspected that I knew the reason. Sadly, young Flynn grew up with a homophobic dad and older brothers that were allowed to bully him and fully took advantage of the opportunity. It may take more effort than usual to overcome that....