Post Gay, "Frailecitos Ardientes"

In that monastery my fame had spread so much as a compliant, obedient and expert in the art of handling and enjoying a man's cock that monks, retired priests and senior novices disputed having me one night for evening prayers and confessions...Father Felix had priority, he was the Superior of that convent in Cordoba far from all worldly diversion; He took my first confession and learned about my sexual experiences... how at thirteen years old I already had well clear the sin of fornication...I confessed that I had often hidden in furniture or any spot to see how my widowed father, my three uncles, their friends, and my godfather got it on with their girlfriends.Bachelors celibates and guilty scoundrels inquired deeply into every detail that was told to them.


As 'forgiveness' and atonement to all my sins and those solitary and well-endowed friars would offer me intense but guilty nights of sex, where I'd give them pleasure and they'd delight in my surrender...






I would give myself to each one with the same intensity, seeking to recreate that terrible and contagious paroxysm that all those shells felt when my old man and friends enjoyed penetrating them.