Daniel Clemens [The Good Shepherd/The Confessor] (goodshepherd) wrote in utr_logs,
"He knew," Daniel started, shifted. He could feel the heat rising, making his skin hot, his cock hard. He took a breath through his nose. He was a man of God, in his church, in the confessional. This was no time to give in to lust and sin.
"He knew men would use the pleasure they might feel for evil," Daniel said, words clipped and short, forced. His head was swimming with the need in him, and he hated himself for it. Hated that he seemed unable to stop his hand from pressing down at the folds of his robe, creating friction for his swollen, angry cock.