Bastian Karim Uncovered – Chapter 20 – What He Wants – Bastian Karim and Leandro

Bastian had arrived home after an evening of entertaining wealthy, powerful men when he saw the cream-colored envelope with the scarlet seal of the Church stamped on the front. Bastian didn’t have to even open the letter to know who it was from: Clergyman Leandro. Bastian smiled a little smile as he read the letter’s contents. Leandro reiterated how pleased and satisfied he had been with the discreet twink-for-hire’s previous services. More than that, the sexy holy man confessed to Bastian how he had thought of little else- even his prayers contained mostly the secret wish to meet with the boy again. Leandro ended the letter by imploring Bastian to agree to see him again at their previous discreet meeting place close by the Cathedral. The bottom of the cream-colored paper was signed with a single cursive ‘L’. The day and time finally arrived. Bastian had received yet another letter from the eager priest, but the content and wording felt like it was written by a star-crossed lover, not a rich and powerful pillar of the community. And coming from a man who was only now- in his early forties- venturing out into the world of sex and carnal pleasures… Bastian entered Leandro’s quarters as instructed in the letter. The door had been kept unlocked for him- Bastian assumed the Clergyman would arrive once morning Mass had concluded. The experienced young man was not wrong- Leandro finally entered the chamber and let out a low hum- Bastian had already disrobed and was waiting in the doggy position- just as Leandro had requested. The older man shrugged out of his robes and loosened several buttons to his immaculately white dress shirt. Then came a swift, unannounced, hard smack on Bastian’s perfectly round, smooth ass. Then another- this one slightly more forceful than the one before. Bastian glanced back at the silent, but fiery-eyed Clergyman and moaned when the hulking holy man grabbed his orbs with both hands. With a spontaneous jolt of urgency, Leandro hastily unbuckled his belt and yanked his jockeys down- just enough to allow his nearly ten inch python-sized cock to spring from his svelte church slacks. Leandro’s cock swung back and forth over the pretty twink’s face; the wondrous, smiling, teasing slut below him. Bastian knew from his experience with previously repressed gentlemen that these outwardly stoic men have wild, undeniable animalistic tendencies beneath- and it was Bastian’s role to allow any dirty scenario to play out as it would…