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I can say that looking back; my father was/is a bit of a religious extremist. Now I say a bit because he didn't do violence or commit acts of violence as some other extremist but was still very devoted and sometimes could take it extreme. He took the seven deadly sins seriously; he wouldn't celebrate anybody or anything, not his friends, the church people, himself, or me -this included my birthday's or any soccer games I helped win- to prevent prideness. To prevent greed from entering our household, he made us live a very minimalist lifestyle; having few sets of clothes, eating only what we needed, and instilled in me the difference between wants and needs. I only had my school uniform, my church outfit, and my everyday outfit, which were all basically slacks, a polo, and/or dress shirt. I only had one pair of underwear and when it was time to sleep, we slept naked. But weirdly, he didn't want me to walk around our home naked, I had to get up, take a shower, and get dressed. Because of that, the sins of gluttony and slothiness were also reduced because every day, we'd get up at 6 in the morning, workout and exercise for a bit and then get things ready for church. My day would not end until either 8 PM or 9 PM. In addition, he would tell me not to envy people and what they have because they were ruled not by God but by material things that are not everlasting.
A phone would lead to slothiness. Jewelry would lead to envy for not having a more beautiful necklace or item, leading to wrath and violence and always wanting more and more being gluttony. Fancy clothes and expensive cars and accessories lead to pride which leads to loving oneself more than God and loving oneself too much to not be willing to love and care for another. So I am a bit glad he was religious, as he was very generous and helped out other people as much as possible, which was helpful to make him the priest of the church. As a priest, the church had provided him (and me), a three bedroom apartment and an allowance. When not doing church stuff, he would have a homeless person or two and help them by giving them a room in the house.
One day, when I was 11, he put my penis in a chastity cage. I was a bit surprised because of the gear but didn't react much when he informed me that it was for my own good, as that with my changes of going to puberty, I would become more sexual, more lustful, and more sinful. So rather than risking it, he decided the best option was a chastity cage. But he was right of course. As I started going through puberty, I would get insatiably horny and lustful. I couldn't jerk off. I think thanks to my father, he had made me the insatiable horny whore that I am today. Like I previously stated, he wanted me to be the exemplar of what a good God-fearing and God-worshipping and God-loving person is. In the church, all the children would be separated from regular church meetings. There I met a boy, who was a year older than me, and who I would later become friends with. On an excuse to help him become a better God worshipper, I was allowed to visit his home and hang out. Through the years, we would get extremely close and comfortable with each other. Eventually, on one fateful night when I was 14 and he was 15, I had arrived at his home, entered his room and found him naked!. I was caught off guard and wasn't aware of it but my penis was trying to get hard and was leaking precum. He apologized and put some basketball shorts on but was still shirtless and underwearlsss.
We talked for a bit when he told me why he was naked. "So I just wanted to let you know that you caught me on the wrong time, I was watching porn and masturbating."
"P-porn? and Masturbating? Don't you know that God doesn't want that?"
"I mean, look, my family is religious but we aren't so devoted as yourself or your family. In fact, almost nobody is. I'm sure you've seen people in the church wearing expensive items. You've seen them be selfish and while in front of your dad, they support homeless people, they'd rather not see them. I think God would be and should be more pressed over that, than me masturbating a bit. And besides, sometimes it's better begging for forgiveness than for permission "
"I never really thought about it like that. But my father would argue that, yes, people are not perfect, they're sinful but that doesn't mean we should lower ourselves to that level. We need to lead by example and try to be `good' so people are inspired and try to emulate us"
"Personally, I think that it is hard for people to follow and "emulate" you guys because they see you as perfect, without sin. Rather than be inspired by you, they would rather not want to try because they see themselves as sinful. If that makes sense. I think a better excercise or example should be for your father to discuss times he and or you were sinful and how you worked to overcome that. Also, you bring up your father a lot, can you not make your own thoughts? What do you think or say ?"
"Wow, ....... I don't know what to say to any of that. I... I think that it should be a mixture of both, like you said. Allow people to be sinful but help them to the correct path by having examplars. So, if you want, you can continue to masturbate and watch porn"
"Hmm, interesting. Okay. Thank you!"
He took off his shorts and turned on his computer and went to a page with porn. He started to jerk off and started browsing through. He was my friend but I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. He was in the wrestling team, so he worked out a lot thus having an amazing body, the perfect pecs, great abs, and a great ass. Surprisingly, he was hairless so maybe that is what made his cock look huge! If I could estimate or guess, I'd say he was as thick as his wrist and maybe 7 inches? 8 inches? Weirdly, he had a lot of skin on his penis which when he jerked off, it would roll up and down. Even though, my penis has been locked for almost 3 years, I thought that was different and there were times, my dad would unlock me, to help me wash the cage and change into a slightly bigger one. I've occasionally seen my father's pe- "Hey, what are you in the mood for?" He broke my thoughts.
"Sorry what?"
"I asked, what do you want to watch. I've seen a couple of videos and
I know some interesting ones that I like but what do you like or seen? Are they super kinky ones like role play? Nuns? Priests?"
"I... uh... don't know anything about that . I'm fine with whatever you want."
"Nah, bro, come over here, look around. I don't want to sin by myself haha" He gesturated and so I got off his bed and went closer to the computer. There were so many options! It felt a bit overwhelming. There were different categories like MILFs, Milking, Jerking, house porn, hentai, gentle, gangbang, gangr*pe, groups, and .... Gay?!?! "Uuhm, let's try gangbang"
"I knew you were a kinky one! "
Clicking on the category, it took us to a different page with many pictures with many guys in them, naked people, naked women, naked guys! My friend noticed that I wasn't sure so he chose one where there was a white girl sitting on a couch with 5 black guys behind her. "Man, this is so hot! One thing you need know about girls, is that they love big fat cocks. Mine isn't as big as those black guys but I can a bitch moan"
I glanced at his cock and then at the black guys to compare. Sure, he wasn't huge as them but it was the perfect size. Not too scary. I'm not sure if anybody would be able to moan with those penis inside them. I'd think that would be painful or something"
"Hey why don't you pull out our dick? I'm sure you're just as horny as me! It's just us guys"
"Oh, I can't, I shouldn't" I responded nervously.
"Come on bro, afraid of what you're dad will say? He won't know. And remember, maybe it will help you understand why some people are sinful!"
"It's not that! It's ... it's this!" I pulled my slacks and underwear to reveal my chastity cage.
"Wha... what is that?"
"I... uh.. have to go! I'llseeyoulateratschool!Goodbye!"
"Wai-Wait!" He shouted as I ran out of his room and his home and made my way home. Why did I do that? What will God say? What will my dad say if he found out? I'm going to die!