Martin Stone has just been ordained as a Catholic Priest. But he wasn’t Called to the Church—he entered into the seminary to escape. As a child he saw his father turn into a demon with fangs and claws. He saw his father rip a man apart. Every full moon he has prayed while clutching his rosary that he will not become his father. But the forbidden love he has for his fellow priest--the handsome Alex Hernandez from Puerto Rico--will teach him that true abomination is not in being who you are—it’s in rejecting the way God made you. (A sizzling hot Interracial erotic tale of over five thousand words that explores one’s true inner nature and the role that love plays in becoming truly human. This is the first in the Father Wolf series.)
Excerpt:
When Martin stayed silent for a moment, Alex's smile faded. “I always felt you have been holding on to some deep dark secret that haunts your eyes when you think no one is looking.” He set the clothing down on the chair next to the armoire. “Madre de Dios,” Alex whispered, “You weren't like, molested by a priest, were you?”
Martin chuckled sadly, “No, but it appears I may be soon.” Alex grinned and unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it out of his pants. “Show me what you have beneath the stiffness of this collar. What other stiffness are you hiding?” He removed Martin's shirt and pulled the taller man to him, crushing him against his chest.
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Let us celebrate the blessed Pope Francis has given word from on high that even he has no right to judge a man who loves another man.” Alex touched Martin's face. “After all, is that not following the example of the Christ himself?”
Martin didn't answer, but pulled Alex's soccer shorts off. Alex unzipped Martin's pants and then kissed his full lips. The kiss was returned without hesitation. “I've tried so hard to follow the example of Jesus. I've tried so hard to be better than the family I was born into.”
“Ah,” sighed Alex, “that explains a lot.” He stopped talking and using his tongue for other purposes, he kissed with greater passion and teased Martin's lips apart and sucked on the other's lower lip. He then traced the outline of Martin's lips with his talented tongue. He used his foot to slip off Martin's shoes and helped him out of his trousers. In a moment Alex was nude and Martin was only in his underwear. Almost as if dancing, Alex spun him around and they were both looking into the mirror. As he pulled him even closer, he pressed his cock against Martin, only the thin fabric of the taller man separating them. He kissed the area where Martin's neck blended into his broad shoulders. “Such a handsome man who has been hiding behind that collar you have worked so hard to earn.”
To the shorter man's surprise, Martin shut his eyes and turned away from the mirror. Alex responded by rubbing his palms down Martin's hairy chest and hard abs. He pulled the taller man even closer. The other man continued to keep his head turned towards the crucifix, but he was obviously enjoying the caress. Martin leaned back against the shorter man's body that was toned from years on the soccer field. He smiled as his hand stretched forward and felt Martin's cock attempting to escape from the waistband of his briefs. Alex was very happy to give it his full attention. The mirror showed the dark and plum like head glistening with pre-cum.
