Title: Did You Hear The one About The Kobolian Priest........
	Author: Betty

	Rating: NC-17
	Category: Slash
	Disclaimer: I don't own them.
	Distribution: Please let me know where.
	Feedback: er.br@sympatico.ca

	Summary:  Dirty stories competition.

	Author's Note: Okay, I took Anna up on her dirty story challenge. I don't
	know what Starbuck's version is like, cause he won't tell, but I had fun
	writing mine.
	Betty


	Did You Hear The one About The Kobolian Priest........
	
	There was once a Kobolian priest who was having a little trouble with his
	vow of celibacy. The priest was finding that everything he saw made him
	think of sex. The way people walked, the way they ate, the food they ate,
	the drinks they drank, and there seemed to be more bananas in the temple
	lately as well. He was very tempted. Each night before he retired, he
	would kneel at his bedside and pray to the Lords to take this temptation
	from him, but his prayers went unanswered. He decided to speak to the
	Bishop.

	The Bishop decided that the priest needed to go out into the world and
	preach to the ungodly, teaching them the meaning of The Book of The Word.
	So the priest packed his bags and boarded the Temple shuttle, wondering
	what den of inequity the pilot would take him to.

	Soon he found himself on a small outpost behind enemy lines. The war with
	the Cylons had taken its toll on the people and poverty was seen
	everywhere. The people were dirty and starving, some only half clothed.
	He tried desperately to reach them, but no one seemed to listen, no one
	wanted to hear what he had to say. Then one day, while walking down the
	dirty city streets, he came upon a gambling den, knowing it was illegal
	to open such a place so near were the fighting was, he decided to go
	inside, and try once more to make the people see the err of their ways.

	The air was filled with cigar and cigarette smoke. The men inside were
	fighting, and throwing drinks and food at each other, others were busy
	gambling away their small sectons pay packets. He climbed on top the
	nearest table and with a loud voice cried out to the men, quoting the
	good book, telling them how wrong it was for them to be in such an evil
	place. The men laughed at him, and grabbing him by the arms and legs they
	threw him into a dark corner of the den, were he landed on the laps of
	three Tucana singers who had just stopped by for a quick drink.

	The priest looked up at the three, their large breasts bulging out of the
	low cut dresses, he could see their nipples through the soft silk, could
	feel their manhood pressing into his back and buttocks, Tucanas are
	hermaphrodites, and he immediately became aroused, wondering what it
	would be like to bed one such as these.

	The Tucan in the middle saw the bulge beneath his priestly robe, and
	reached out to stroke his manhood. The Tucan who's lap his head was
	laying on, reached under his robe and caressed his bare skin, and moved
	his/her hand down to the priest nipples, pinching the small nubs. The
	third Tucan removed the priest boots, and socks, and started caressing
	his now bare legs, moving her hands up to lightly stroke his inner
	thighs. He moaned at the feeling, he never felt this wonderful before.

	Then he soon found his robe and under garments ripped from his body, as
	the three lifted him and placed him on the table. Someone tied ropes to
	his wrists and ankles, fastening the other end of each to a table leg,
	pulling them tight, making it impossible for him to move. Then a cock
	ring was placed on his steel hard penis, he didn't see who did it, just
	knew it was there. All twelve eyes stared at his naked body, his naked
	*virgin* body.

	Suddenly six mouths were on him. Licking sucking, nibbling. His cock was
	sucked, at the same time his balls were licked, his nipples were nibbled
	and sucked, at the same time as the pectoral muscle around those nipples
	were licked and sucked, and the third Tucan had her/his head between the
	priest legs, one tongue licking inside his hole, while the other mouth
	used it's teeth to nibble at the tight ring. He moaned loudly, then
	started to beg.

	"Oh yes, please more, fuck me please, let me fuck you."

	The Tucanas laughed, then one climbed on top of him, straddling his hips,
	taking his hard cock into the her, and thrust those wide hips while the
	him jerked off, spurting his seed all over the priest's stomach and
	chest. The crowd in the den, became quiet, all eyes on the show before
	them. The second Tucan then took his/her turn, and she too used the
	priest's aching member while he jerked off, and then the third. The crowd
	cheered for each Tucan as he/she came. When they were done they stood
	above the priest, who was still very aroused, his cock aching for
	release, the cock ring preventing it.

	"Please finish me off, please someone fuck me"

	The Tucanas simply turned and left the bar. The crowd went back to their
	fighting and their gambling, the priest was left alone and aroused, tied
	to the table, cock ring preventing his one and only wish, waiting for
	someone to come along and give him his much wanted orgasm.

	Some say that to this very day the priest remains tied to that table,
	waiting.

	The End?