A sense of peace and serenity filled the air. The echoing sound of the midnight church bells filled the room, Father Lucas let out a long tranquil sigh. It was on these late Sunday evenings before the final mass that Father Lucas felt so at peace and close to God.
Suddenly the peaceful silence was broken by the sound of candlesticks and the chalice crashing to the floor. Father Lucas knew who it was before even opening his eyes. It was the young altar boy James. The boy had strong faith and good intensions but he might as well have been born with butter for hands. Father Lucas stood from where he had previously been kneeling, "isn't it a little early for you to be here yet James?" he asked. "Oh, I'm sorry Father" the young boy replied "I was just thinking I should start getting the altar laid out." Father Lucas' eyes flickered, "Why don't I lay you out on the altar?" Father Lucas said with a grin. "Um what?" James was confused and surprised when Father Lucas began to push him against the alter, his bony fingers around his hips "It's okay James, just go with it," Father Lucas whispered into James' ear. James could feel his hot breath travelling past his ear and down his neck. James trembled.
"Our Lord isn't the only one who's going to be inside you, let's start your conversion," Father Lucas whispered. "Father Lucas, we mustn't! Jesus is watching!" James stuttered. "Well, I guess we should give him a good show then, hadn't we son?" Father Lucas said seductively as he reached for James' belt buckle. James then realised his fate was resting in Father Lucas' lower zones, he sighed as he slowly became more and more breathless.
Father Lucas had had his eye on this particular young boy for quite some time now, he always admired James' perky tush from afar, but today of all days, on the Lords day, he lost control and gave in to all of his desires. "When was the last time you went to confession, boy?" Father Lucas asked. "I-I don't know Father," James had gotten restless. He noticed the obvious bulge in the Fathers habit and his mouth began to water. "Then tell me all of your sins…" Father Lucas mumbled as he nibbled at James earlobe. "Well father, I've been having unholy thoughts lately… about a certain member of the clergy…" James said seductively lowering down to his knees before the Father.
"Well then, let's put those thoughts to good use."