Father Johnny B Forgives Andrew Powers for New Sins on Yes Father

Never Say Never to Being a Receptive Bottom for Christ’s Sake.

If Catholics know how to do anything it’s sin and repent, sin and repent, sin and repent. Yes, Father depends upon that tradition for its sacrilicous content and I think we’re all better people for it. Or maybe not. Maybe we need to go to confession ourselves, especially after watching unabashedly sinful content like this, where we see how being “Quiet and Obedient” can earn a good Catholic boy with a penchant for other men a nice cock up the butt.

Our naughty, naughty Catholic boy for this 21-minute indulgence is Andrew Powers, who looks like your average sweet-faced, slender, short-haired suburban parishioner with nothing interesting to confess. He parts the curtains to the confessional and looks like the manifestation of wholesome young manhood in his long sleeve, white shirt, and reddish-brown pullover sweater. The only thing he could do to look more post-Confirmation would be to wear a holy medal or crucifix around his neck.

Speaking of crucifixes, which I often do during Yes, Father scene reviews, this confessional is equipped with not only a beautiful, fully occupied instrument of divine capital punishment, but it is illuminated from above by a sconce. This allows its inspiration to beam down upon the mortals who occupy the booth seeking guidance and forgiveness. It also makes it much easier for us to admire their acts of sodomy and fornication.

It's been a whopping week since Andrew has been to confession. For those in the know, weekly confessions are not uncommon among older people desperate for company or an end-of-life saving throw, but younger folk usually try to hold it down to once or twice a year max, generally during the higher profile, maximum guilt-related holidays like Lent. Even Father Johnny B is surprised that Andrew is a repeat customer so soon after his previous visit. Either the boy is very devout, or he’s got something juicy to share.

Andrew confesses first to being afraid to confess, but the good Father assures him that he has the power to cleanse him of his sinful burden. But what’s the point of confessing to a sin you just keep repeating, the boy bursts out. “You should forsake your sin, and sin no more,” Father Johnny assures him. “Is your sin sexual in nature? Maybe I can help.”

And we’re off and running, because of course the sin is sexual in nature. He’s been banging his roommate on the regular and doesn’t really have any regrets about it in spite of the fact he knows it’s supposed to be wrong. It started out innocently enough with his roommate stumbling upon him masturbating, explains, apparently forgetting that masturbation is also a sin, and one thing lead to another, and the next thing he knew he had his dick in his roommate’s ass. It happens.

Father Johnny has also forgotten that masturbation is a sin because what starts out as an absent-minded rubbing at his crotch through his slacks turns into full-fisted self-stimulation of his exposed bully pulpit. His interest in Andrew’s sin does not appear to be entirely non-prurient. He’s curious about who’s on Top during the boy’s sin sessions. It’s been Andrew so far, so the priest asks, “Do you ever wonder what it’s like to be the receptive partner?”

The response is a tentative affirmative accompanied by an obvious curiosity about why a priest would ask such a question. “I want you to reach your hand through the hole of the confessional, but you have to promise to be quiet,” Father Johnny continues. Given that there’s only a curtain between Andrew and any congregants waiting to confess to pinching cash out of the donation basket, I’m not sure how quiet he’s supposed to be.

Soon there’s a priestly penis jutting through the confessional window. After confirming that this is an acceptable activity and that he’s reading the cleric’s behavior correctly, the “very special boy” learns that his spiritual guide has been wanting to do this for quite a while. “This,” as you’ve probably guessed by now, is having his cock sucked. It doesn’t take convincing so much as reassurance to get Andrew’s lips around his tool with the Savior hanging over his shoulder. “You’re quite good at that, my child,” the priest praises.

In quick order, there is a horny priest bracing himself against the back wall of the confessional with Andrew showing him what he’s learned from all those sessions with his roommate. “Why don’t you take your clothes off,” Father Johnny whispers. The boy shows his flexibility and dedication to a task by doing precisely that while never taking his mouth off his host. Twinks aren’t usually my thing, but Andrew manages to make taking off a business shirt damn sexy.

Also, damn sexy is the fulfillment of so many fallen Catholics’ fantasies when the wandering sheep comes to the shepherd for guidance and finds only depravity. Sufficiently satisfied with the young man’s oral technique, Father Johnny orders him onto all fours with his ass out for voracious eating. “It’s so hot! I can feel your balls on my feet,” Andrew exclaims as his smooth, hairless hole is given the time of its life.

“You ready to be a receptive partner now,” Johnny asks expectantly. And with that and an ass slap, he’s up that virgin butt like a warm knife in cold butter. “Oh! Oh, Father! You’re so big! Father,” the boy protests while moaning and groaning in delight. For someone who’s never had anything in his ass, he does a rather remarkable job of taking an engorged and enlarged slab of parish priest between his nether regions. It is possible that young Catholic men come pre-lubricated.

The clergyman has a great new idea for ways that Andrew can become closer to the Lord. Sitting on his lap cowboy is one of them. The boy thinks this is a grand idea at least once because Johnny hits his super happy spot and suddenly it’s all, “Yes! Please! Yes” on repeat. The camera makes absolute love to his goodies during reverse, getting in nice and close so we don’t miss a moment of the plunging. “Oh, yeah! Yes,” gasps Andrew. “Yes, yes,” he breaths heavily.

For all his affirmations, Johnny isn’t ready to let him have release just yet. “Let’s not do that yet,” he tells Andrew when asked about cumming. “I want you on your back.” And with that, the “Quiet and Obedient” youth rolls back and holds his legs in the air while Johnny talks God-talk and Andrew talks cock talk.

“Give me a sermon in my ass, Father! Yeah! Preach to me! Preach to me, please! Yes, Father,” he shouts while moaning and writhing under the older man’s control. “It’s, ok, Father. You can cum in me,” he assures the frantically fornicating father figure. But Father Johnny isn’t done yet. “I want to keep fuckin’ you a little bit,” he says, sounding nothing like any priest I was raised to believe in.

Lemme tell you. If the parishioners in the pews haven’t heard these two going at it then they do once Andrew cums on his tummy, because he is loud. Then he laughs like a nervous, crazy person. Satisfied that his charge has discharged his precious bodily fluids properly, Father Johnny stands and strokes himself onto the torso and face of the ecstatic boy.

“I think it’s safe to say your sins have been forgiven, boy,” the spent but benevolent ecclesiastic bestows upon the lad. “Good thing,” comes the not entirely repentant response.

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