Straight or Gay
Traditional or Risque
Weddings by Pastor Paul
Welcome
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"Mom, Dad, no I don't want to go. You always do this to me. This isn't fair."
"But Billy your dad always plays golf on Saturday and I agreed to help at the girls basketball pizza party. We can't cancel now. "
"It's a three hour drive on a Saturday morning no less. When I get there I'll be tired, grouchy and have to go to the wedding in wrinkled clothes."
His parents were John and Cathy Hamston Most of Billy's aunts, uncles, and cousins on both sides of the family lived in a small community about 150 miles away. Now a second cousin was getting married and Billy was being elected to go. While growing up an aunt or uncle or both would, not very often, come to visit then leave with Billy having little memory of them. Once there were twin daughters who had red hair and everyone thought were adorable but he immediately hated them and the feeling was mutual. Of course they were all only 10 years old at the time.
"It has all been taken care of," said his mom, "Uncle George and Aunt Georgia will put you up Friday night so you can get a good rest for Saturday. It seems that their grandson had to go to a friends' house to finish a project for school. You can have his room."
Great timing fellow, Billy thought. Good excuse for skipping the wedding. The wedding invitation said it was a special wedding and only casual attire was required.
"Mom it's a special wedding. That means they will probably have four men singing bass Gregorian chants in Latin and they are probably all Baptists or Methodists. Maybe they will have Salome dance the Seven Veils."
"Stop being silly and sarcastic at the same time. It isn't going work."
His dad was standing behind mom trying not to laugh. But Billy knew it was a lost cause. It was Wednesday so he would pack up Thursday and leave Friday in the early afternoon for the drive.
* * *
With his carry on and a stack of CDs he arrived at his aunt and uncle's place around supper time. They were an elderly couple all kisses and bear hugs and soon he was fed, unpacked and talking about family. As an adult now Billy realized he had more to talk about and enjoyed learning some family history.
The next day he was up, ate some cereal and a fruit bowl. He was going to wear a sport coat, button down shirt and his good shoes. Any other time he would be wearing sneakers. He saw his aunt and uncle were not dressed.
"Aren't you guys going," he asked.
"No we are just too old for all that excitement. Actually we were only invited to the reception. So we will meet you later."
Great he thought, another two bailing. it's going to be even more boring than most weddings. It did seem strange that not everyone was invited to the wedding proper but he was too upset to think much about it.
* * *
Pulling up to a small country church he noticed there were fewer cars than he expected. The church shared a parking lot with a building that had a sign over the door that said Community House. The reception would probably me held there. The door of the church led to the back of the church proper as he expected. He walked up to the last pew to look around. On the back of the pews were those small shelves used to hold the hymnals. He almost missed it but he saw a small shiny package laying there. It was a condom. Probably some kid's prank.
The restroom was off the cloakroom all to the left of the front door. He noticed several coats were hanging in a long closet and the far wall was lined with small lockers. He decided to take his coat off too as the invitation had said casual. He heard a toilet flush and a man walked out. Except for his shoes he was totally naked,
"Oh hello," he said reaching out to shake Billy's hand, "I'm Pastor Paul and you are?"
Habit took over and Billy shook his hand and said he was Billy Hamston.
"Would you be Johnny's boy," he asked.
"Yes and you are naked."
"Ah, you noticed," He smiled, "And surprised. Maybe I should explain. Do you have your invitation?"
"You're nudists aren't you?" Billy asked handing him the invitation.
"You were sent the wrong invitation. It was to be for the reception only. For the wedding most of us will be naked. But you can keep your clothes on if you desire. It's okay."
* * *
Sitting down in the back pew he saw that the few people who were there were also naked. He realized he stood out in his clothes and without them he would look normal. Sort of. So back in the cloakroom he hung up his pants and shirt and found an empty locker for the rest. Sitting in the pew and looking around he spied two young women with red hair. They were slender with neatly trimmed red bushes. They weren't exactly naked wearing see through black lace bras and panties and were extremely attractive. Was it possible he thought and how am I going to keep from getting a hard on. They spotted him and came running over.
"I saw him first," said the first one.
" ut I got here first," said the other.
"What are your names, he asked.
"I am Joanie Jolly Jameson and she is Jennie Jolly Jameson.
They were identical and he wasn't sure he would be able to tell Joanie from Jennie.
They sat down one on each side of him.
"So you're the happy twins, huh."
"Why would you say that?
"Because of your middle name, Jolly."
"It's called alliteration lame brain. And Jeanie is always grumpy."
"I am not," said Jeanie.
It appeared to him that they were still a little spacey. Yes they were the twins he remembered as kids. But they were grown up now and it was hard to not stare at their slim sexy bodies. One grabbed his penis. He tried to push it away.
"You're not wearing a rubber," said Jeanie, "Don't you believe in safe sex?"
* * *
Before he could even figure out this strange question, Joanie jumped up and ran between the pews to the side of the church where there stood a Greek Adonis. Jeannie quickly followed her sister to the tall blond young man. Adonis had the look on his face of someone who was used to this adoration and also felt he deserved it.
Watching the twins fondling the Adonis, he was definitely getting a hard on. Billy spotted another condom and put it on so at least he wouldn't embarrass himself by spurting all over the furniture. Then the naked organist walked in and sat down facing the stage showing a gorgeous profile. I sure would like to fondle those melons he thought.
* * *
The organist started playing the wedding march. The bride wearing a veil, silver slippers and nothing else started down the aisle accompanied by her also naked father. Despite the twins actions Billy still thought the people were just a group of nudists. The wedding started.
"Who gives this bride," asked Pastor Paul.
"I do," said the father."
But then a strange thing happened.
* * *
The father instead of sitting down said a few words to his wife and then walked over to the groom's parents. He talked to them briefly. Then the father of the groom went over and sat down with the bride's mother and the father of the bride sat down with the groom's mother. The two new couples started kissing. Because of the pews he could only see them from the shoulder up, but they seemed to be feeling each other up.
Okay maybe the whole crowd was more than just nudists. This was soon affirmed. After 'you may kiss the bride' the bride walked back to a table behind the podium and sat down spreading her legs. The groom commenced to explore her nether regions with his tongue. Then Pastor Paul tapped him on the shoulder and took his place and shoved his his stiff dick into her pussy. Yoga mats had been placed around the floor and soon everyone was going at it. Two bridesmaids were in a 69, the best man was with the matron of honor, the groom was with a young lady who had been sitting with his family's side of the pew?
* * *
Billy stood up deciding it was time to go across the parking lot to where the reception would be. He took a last glance at the organist who was playing softly and saw her motion for him to come to her. By this time he thought why not. When he got to her she grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast. He stood behind her groping and feeling both of them while she played.
When the song was over she had him sit next to her.
"Do you know how to play," she asked.
"I took a few lessons when I was younger," he replied not quite sure if she meant piano or sex.
She showed him a chord progression to play with his left hand and started to play the melody with her right hand. She grabbed his swollen dick and stroked it while she played.
"Boy, my music teacher never taught me like this, I would have taken more lessons."
She laughed with a soft sexy voice. After two more songs she stood up.
"Come with me," she said.
They went into a small room in the back. She pulled a mat off a shelf and laid it on the floor.
He quickly laid on his back so she would be on top. She mounted him and slowly rocked back and forth displaying her enticing swaying breasts. He tried to hold out but soon was spasming in her. He could feel her following him soon after. He reached up and fondled her breasts placing his palms over her swollen nipples.
"This is as close to heaven as I'll ever get."
"You're a sweet boy. But it sounds like the party is breaking up. We better get ready to go to the reception."
* * *
At the noisy reception cake was being eaten, presents being opened, everyone was talking.
"Where were you," she said from behind him making him jump.
"Oh, Jeannie, Where was I where?" he asked.
"At the church, I looked all around for you."
"Uh I was in the back with uh the organist," he said awkwardly.
"You mean Marion?"
