Rob was playing the organ for the Christmas Carol Service, and I’d come to help. Hidden up in the organ loft it was easy to get his cock out between carols. Soon I was sucking him off so vigorously that he almost missed the Recessional. Luckily it was the finale to Messiaen’s “Nativité” so the congregation hopefully didn’t notice all the wrong notes.

Then, just as he spurted over my face, the curate turned up with mulled wine and mince pies. Christmas is a time for giving, so I gave him the best blowjob he’d ever had. I love Christmas!