Once upon a time, there was a Catholic Priest who had just gotten out of prison for "molesting" altar boys. After he got back to the church, it didn't take him long to get horny looking at the altar boys, and that was after he told everyone that being in prison had cured him from being a "pervert"....Yeah Right, especially considering what men do to each other in prison!

     The priest could not believe how much has changed since he was in prison. The priest decided to go on the inter-net on the computer in the church office because he wanted to look at all the child pornography. It was the other pedophiles that he met in prison that showed him how to look up child porn on the Internet.  When the priest found the child pornography he could not fucking believe the thousands and thousands of pictures of young boys he saw engaging in sexual acts and it made him so horny.  All that child pornography caused that priest to get a stiffie!

      He really wanted to seduce one of the altar boys and have his way with them, but he didn't want to go back to prison.  What he did do was print up the best child porn that he could find on the Internet and he decided to go out into the church garden and masturbate while looking at a picture of young boys fucking one another. After the priest came, he got sperm on a flower that had a bee on it. That pissed the bee off, so the bee stung him, right on his penis! That hurt like hell and the Priest said "this would never have happened if I had used a condom".

        Later that night, his penis had gotten very big, because it was swollen. It also got infected and pus was coming out of it. He was sleeping in the nude that night and his dog would keep coming into the room to lick the pus off his penis and eat it. The Priest felt that the dog was possessed by Satan, for doing that, so he pulled out a gun and shot it.

      The next day, his infected, swollen penis was worse, and he was really upset over it. He remembered that the most fun he had while in prison was taking LSD and having acid trips, so the priest felt that he would feel better if he dropped a few hits of acid.  It was taking a long time for the acid to kick in, so the pain of the Priest's infected penis continued and he was pissed. He was hoping things would get better if he went for a drive in his truck, but his penis continued to hurt.  He decided to pull over to the side of the road and sniff a few lines of cocaine. Now that hit the spot!  He was feeling much better, so he continued to drive down the road when he noticed the image of an attractive 12 year old boy appear in the sky. Not only did the pain in his penis disappear, but it was starting to get hard too. The boy took off all his clothes, bent over to expose his asshole right to the Priest. The boy said, "I want you to drive your truck right into my hole, honey". The Priest said "I would be glad to." The Priest was getting more and more excited as he was getting closer to the boy's hole. As the Priest was getting closer to the boy's hole, the boy said, "would you like it if I took a dump on you." The Priest said "that would be fantastic." Just as the Priest was getting real close to the boy's hole, he noticed it wasn't as cute as it looked in the distance. The boy turned around, but it wasn't a boy, it was the Reverend Jerry Falwell. The Priest was horrified because he had never seen such an ugly fat fuck in his entire life. Jerry Falwell said, "you are going to burn in Hell you fucking faggot child molester baby fucker." Jerry Falwell bent over and a load of diarrhea started coming out of his asshole. Nothing seemed more repulsive than diarrhea coming from Jerry Falwell's asshole, so the Priest swerved his truck so he could miss Jerry Fallwel's diarrhea, but what really happened was he was having an acid trip turn bad and he ended up driving his truck off a bridge and crashed into a train that was carrying nuclear warheads. Kaboom!  Amazingly, the people in that community knew about all the convicted "sex offenders" that were living in their neighborhood, but they were unaware that there was a train passing through their neighborhood carrying nuclear warheads.  Well, they still don't know because they are all dead!

Now, isn't that special!  It just goes to show that a short story that Pat writes can be just as good, if not better than a long one.  I know that you can't wait to read more of Pat's stories so click here to read more wonderful stuff.