It's not easy, you know. All of us guys spending the whole day and sometimes the night studying scriptures and trying to be so good in our hearts. But we're just young men. We have other needs. Sometimes you can see it in our faces: the frustration of our penises, still covered but throbbing to erection for almost no reason, and we all know it. We desperately need sex. We need to stroke our turgid organs together. We need to slide these erections into our mouths, and our tight, hot young assholes. But everybody says it's wrong. Everybody except our priest. We love our Priest, and he loves us. He's older and knows exactly what to teach us. Some people think that we've gone wild. Maybe, but it's sex that we're wild about. Sex that only Catholic Schoolboys can really know about... isn't faith wonderful?
