...knock on Sister Mary's door

"Who is it?"

"It is me Sister Mary. May I come in? I need to tell you something."

I her a creaking of floorboards as footsteps approach the door which swings open a second or two later.

"What is wrong? You look troubled."

Once again I am struck by her beauty for a moment but I push on quickly, forcing myself to talk before I chicken out.

"Please Sister, I am struggling with a lot of....things...and I need your advice."

She nods and steps to the side gesturing for me to enter. As I walk through the doorway I can't help but glance towards her chest, the fabric of her habit stretching in time with her breathing. Continuing forward I reach the chair in front of Sister Mary's desk and quickly sit down, trying to hide the bulge growing at my waist.

"Eager to get something off your chest?" She asks walking around her desk towards her own chair. My eyes dart to her swaying rear as she passes by, only encouraging the growth under my school robes. Sister Mary sits down and faces me with an expectant look.

"Well...?" She asks after a period of awkward silence.

"Uh...I..." I stutter for a few seconds. "I...well I'm....you see I've been struggling with....urm...I keep getting tempted by.....oh I don't know how to say this!" She gives me one of her kind smiles.

"It's okay, just be honest, this room is a safe place."

"Really? You mean that?" I ask earnestly.

"Yes of course!" She replies with a small giggle. "Whatever it is you're struggling with you can tell me."

"Okay....it's just...I don't want you to think less of me...". That kind smile once again appears as she leans forward, her chest billowing over the desk.

"Nothing you say could make that happen."

"Okay..." I say offering her a small smile in return. "Since you've arrived I've been having....feelings.". I pause but she nods for me to continue. "At first I thought I might just have a....*gulp*......little crush on you.". I feel heat creeping up my face as my skin flushes scarlet with embarrassment. Sister Mary doesn't say anything but continues to smile kindly at me. "But I think it's more than that. I get desires that I don't understand.".

"Are these desires focused on me too?" She asks.

"Uh...yeah...". Her brow furrows slightly but again she nods for me to continue. "I find myself getting distracted in your lessons, not focusing on the topic but on.....yourself.". I take a deep breath and plough on. "Even when I'm not in class my mind fills with images that I just don't get. This has never happened to me before and I don't know what to do.". As some of these very images appear in my mind I finish abruptly, my throat very dry, a large hard lump in my pants as I wait for Sister Mary to speak. Her face still looks troubled, her brow furrowed as she looks at me.

"I'm sorry." I say, breaking the silence and crossing my hands over my lap. Her expression changes to one of sorrow.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. In fact I should be apologising to you."

"What...why?"

"Because without my being here you wouldn't be experiencing any of these feelings."

"But...but should I not be able to control my thoughts?"

"Yes but you are still a young man and as such you are at greater risk of temptation." She sighs. "And it's my fault you have been exposed to it before you were ready."

"Well, what can I do about it?"

"Have these thoughts produced any physical stimulation?"

"Any what?" I ask confused but with an inkling as to what she's referring to.

"Would you mind standing up?"

"Urrmmm...why?" I ask crossing my legs as well as my hands. She gives me a pitying look.

"To get an answer to my original question." She says, a thoughtful look crossing her face. Suddenly she gets up and walks around the desk towards me. "Please uncross your limbs for me."

"But..."

"You don't need to be scared.". I pause for a few seconds before slowly unwinding my arms and legs to reveal the very large painful protrusion stretching upwards under my robes. Her eyes widen as she sees it and a small gasp escapes her lips. "Oh...." She says "I'm so sorry! That looks very uncomfortable."

"It is actually, although it usually gets more painful later."

"Does it?" She asks looking mortified. "That sounds terrible...". The same thoughtful expression appears on her face. "I have an idea that might help relieve your pain but only if you're okay with it."

"O...okay...what is it?"

"I wonder if perhaps massaging the afflicted area might relieve some of your discomfort.". I don't understand why but excitement floods through my mind at her words.

"You think that will really help?"

"It might, I know that when I have had back pain in the past a massage can help ease that pain. Usually one of the Brothers volunteers to help but I don't see why I shouldn't be able to help you myself. Let me at least try to help release some of the tension I have caused.". At these words the lump at my crotch gives a painful throb, attracting both of our attention.

"Okay..." I say again.

"You must understand that this is purely in the effort to relieve your physical desire but you need to promise me that you will work hard to cleanse your mind of these illicit thoughts."

"Yes I will! Of course I will!" I say quickly, something in my head compelling me to just agree to everything Sister Mary is saying.

"Good. Now, I'm going to touch you.". As her hand moves towards my groin it begins to twitch and spasm out of my control as if in anticipation. "Are you doing that?" She asks.

"No." I reply "I can't stop it." She gives me a concerned look before placing her hand on the large pulsating bulge. I can't help but let out a gasp at her touch, the noise accompanied with another painful, yet also pleasurable, throb from my crotch.

"It feels very hard and swollen." She says as she gently presses her hand more firmly against my engorged privates. Even this small motion sends ripples of pleasure radiating out through my body. "Shall I begin or is this too uncomfortable for you?"

"No don't stop!" I exclaim "It actually feels really nice."

"Really?" She says with a hint of surprise. "I haven't really done anything yet. Hopefully that means that we are tackling this in the right way." With that she begins to rub her palm back and forth along the throbbing mass. Again I let out small gasps in response to her movements, my extremities tingling as sensations I've never experienced before rocket around my nervous system.

"This....feels........amazing....!" I manage to gasp out.

"Good." Sister Mary says giving me a small smile whilst continuing to massage my groin. "Me rubbing your robes like this isn't causing any pain is it?"

"No...I.....don't think.....think so......why?"

"Because I used to have my back massaged over my habit, to keep a sense of decency you see. However I soon found that the fabric created a nasty friction against my skin." Whilst saying this she doesn't break her massaging rhythm. "So eventually I asked the Brothers who massage me if they wouldn't mind massaging directly against my skin, so long as they didn't feel uncomfortable."

"How.....did....that....go?" I ask, the image of Sister Mary laying down with her back exposed for some reason increasing the good feelings in my crotch.

"I found it worked much better, my back pain disappeared quicker and I had no friction pain at all. And as for the Brothers feeling uncomfortable that didn't seem to be a problem, in fact many more offered to help massage me if I needed it." She pauses for a moment, thinking over their behaviour before continuing "I am so lucky to be surrounded by such generous people. Anyway, back to you, I was wondering, if you're okay with it, maybe removing your robes from the area would help alleviate your discomfort quicker."

A loud "YES!" Escapes me before I can help it causing Sister Mary to jump in surprise. "I mean....yes let's......let's try it....". She gives me a reassuring smile and takes her hand off my groin. I feel a great sense of disappointment and even a little anger at the loss of her touch.

"Okay, are you ready?" I nod vigorously. Her eyes drop from my face to my groin as her hands reach out to part my robes. Then, grasping the hem of my trousers in her slender fingers, she slowly pulls them down. Once it passes the tip of my throbbing member the whole thing springs up standing tall and proud between the two of us, a large vein pulsating along its length. Sister Mary's eyes widen at the sight of the big fleshy cylinder twitching in my lap. "Oh my...." She says, her eyes fixed firmly on my groin. "Is it always this big?"

"No....only when I lose control...." I say "Although it's never been this large before."

"Has my touching exacerbated it?"

"I think so, but even though it's bigger it feels a lot better than it usually does."

"Oh good!" She says smiling "That means I must be doing the right thing." And with that she reaches out towards the rock hard mass pausing just before her hand comes into contact with my skin. "Sorry I almost got ahead of myself then. Are you okay for me to resume the massage?"

"Yes yes yes!"