Date: Wed, 1 May 2019 10:17:28 -0400
From: PJ Butters <bsanerb@me.com>
Subject: Parking Lot Prayers Ch 1

Ch 1

Walking home from class was always a drag.  Theo's mind was wandering to
all the projects that were coming up and he was starting to stress about
how it was all going to get done and his work handed in on time.  His step
quickened and his attention, which normally was on the sidewalk in front of
him during his walk home, was distracted by a sudden flash and some
rustling in the bushes on the edge of the parking lot he was passing.
That's odd, he thought, there's usually no one in this church parking lot
at this time of the day.  He slowed his pace and looked a little more
carefully.  What he saw stopped him dead in his tracks.

"Dr. Robin?  Is that you?" Theo asked.

"Who were you expecting young man, Jesus?" Dr. Robin retorted.

Theo still couldn't believe what he was seeing and he stood there on the
sidewalk with his jaw hanging open.

"Standing there like that is certainly going to draw some attention Theo,"
said Dr. Robin.  "Perhaps you should come over here in the shadows and get
a better look."

Theo did as he was told and slowly made his way over to where his
neuroscience professor was standing.  Only, he wasn't the only thing
standing up.  Dr. Robin has his fly open, and his enormous thick cock was
hard and curved upwards.  Theo could not focus his mind on anything other
than that impressive cock.

"Do you live around here?" Theo asked.

"Not far," came the reply.  Silence.  "I've noticed you watching me in
class Theo.  It seems you have quite the fascination with my midriff.  Your
fingers always linger a little too long on mine when you borrow my pen.
And I'm quite sure you know the pathway of the major motor tracts from the
cortex to the rear limbs, but couldn't resist asking me to point them out
to you in a diagram.  You were standing awfully close.  And I think your
ass cheek might have accidentally pushed it's way into my hip.  Were you
aiming for something else?" Dr. Robin inquired.

"It seems that I wasn't being as subtle as I thought", said Theo.

"No young man.  You weren't.  And since subtlety is apparently lost on you
and the rest of your generation, I thought this might be the only way to
get your attention.  It seems to have worked.  You should breathe perhaps."
Dr. Robin teased.

Theo's attention shifted from the cock he had only previously imagined.  He
gazed into the face he had watched so carefully for several weeks now on
Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays from 9:30 to 10:30 speak eloquently about
neural pathways and the mysteries of the central nervous system, and into
those riveting blue eyes that twinkled mischievously.  He suddenly noticed
his own cock was throbbing urgently against the tight fabric of his jeans.
How could this be he asked himself silently?  I must be imagining this.
It's just another of my fantasies that's gonna end with a big puddle of
rapidly cooling and dripping cum on my chest and belly...right?

Dr. Robin's touch on his cheek jolted and sparked through him straight to
his swollen cockhead that was buried inside his foreskin and was was
suddenly flooding precum.

"What do you think Theo, shall we pray together over there?" he said
gesturing to a private spot in the corner of the church's parking lot.