Date: Wed, 24 Apr 2013 10:25:08 -0400 From: Sean McAlister Subject: Sex And All That Good Stuff Pt. 8 "Sex and all that good Stuff" is pure fiction. As I am writing this story, I am above the age of 21. Any similarity to any other events, names, or life events is pure accidental. If you are a underage, (according to your state laws as a minor), if this literature is offensive to you or to anyone around your viewing area, or it is illegal for you to view such content where you are reading it, stop reading the story. This story cannot be distributed in any way, shape or form without my expressed consent. This story is written based on things that I find attractive. It is hard to pinpoint it down into one area, as many different things will be involved. Man on Man action, as well as some Man on boy action, never with anyone younger than 16, and father on son, brother on brother action will all be involved at some point. Keep that in mind as you proceed, or stop reading now. And don't forget to donate to Nifty.org to keep stories like these free! Sex and All That Good Stuff pt.8 Sunday morning and it was dreary, overcast, and raining. The kind of Sunday morning that Sean loved. It was universally accepted that on days like this you could get out of bed, but you didn't have to shower or change if you didn't want to. And today Sean didn't feel like doing anything. It was still early in the day, but Sean liked to get up early on Sundays, not to go to church, mind you, but to watch the cartoons (he just couldn't leave that part of his childhood behind), and take short cat naps throughout the day. It wasn't until Sean was half way done a bowl of cereal that he remembered that he'd left Ricky bound to the bed, shaved pubes, and with a chastity belt around his waist. Sean opened Ricky's door hesitantly, it was dark, but Sean could still see a little. It looked like Ricky was asleep, so Sean quietly creeped in and quickly shut the door. Sean tip toed over to his brother so he could unlock the hand cuffs before his brother woke up and tried to beat him up once he was freed. But just as Sean bent over the left hand cuff to unlock it, the bed moved, the hand cuffs rattled, and Ricky's eyes shot open, it jumped me so bad that Sean flew backwards, screaming a little from shock. "What the fuck is your problem Sean?! Not only do you hand cuff me to the bed at 3 am, but then you leave me this way all morning?! I have to fucking piss!" Ricky yelled. Sean felt a little sorry, but had had his own beatings and punishments from the other, that quickly abolished Sean's sympathy for his older brother. "Why didn't you just shout and wake up Martin or dad?" "Do you think I want to be fucking seen like this?!" Ricky shouted back. "Listen, if you're gonna be an ass I'm not going to unlock you." Ricky's face smoothed over, "come on dude, I really need to pee. Don't do this." Something took over in Sean, he didn't know where it came from, but suddenly it was there. Sean stepped forward again, whipped down the blanket completely exposing his older brother, and gently started to tickle Ricky's sensitive pelvic area. Sean was aware of how close his hand was to his brother's meat whistle, but didn't pay it any mind. "Dude, no!" Screamed Ricky, pushing his pelvic area into the bed to try and escape, while his head thrust up with eyes scrunched closed, and his back arched. Ricky wriggled in near agony, but at the same time was trying to stifle laughter. "Say unlce." Demanded Sean, still tickling his older brother, "Wait, no! Say I'm better than you. I mean, say Sean is better than me." "Fuck you." "No, fuck you Ricky! I am the one with all the power here! What's stopping me from just leaving you here like this. For mom or someone to find you." The animal in Sean started to come out, and he couldn't stop it. Ricky's eyes shone with fear. "You wouldn't... Come on man, let me go pee." Sean looked at Ricky, scenes from Sean's other sexual exploits flooded to his mind. Mr. P and Sean rolling off the patio chair while embraced in a sweaty, wet, and hairy embrace. Lips locked and dicks throbbing. And then of Sean inserting his dick into Ben's ass popping the latter's cherry, and getting rid of his own virginity at the same time. Then it was back to Mr. P, bent over a toilet, while Sean mounted him from behind and fucked him like a stable animal. And then oddly it went back to Sean standing naked in the shower while he groped Coach's head and practically raped his mouth. And then lastly Sean was once again standing naked in the boys locker room, bent over picking up his towel, and discovering Coach staring right at his brown eyed monster. Sean only stood there staring down at Ricky for a second, but his cock went from scared limp, to unashamedly rigid and tenting from his athletic shorts. Ricky looked at Sean's shorts, watching as a boner grew. Ricky was speechless, he couldn't move, but he could call out. But what would happen if his dad or brother found him like this? Or worse, his mother? Ricky just tried to have a clear head, he would talk his way out of this one. Sean, having wild, primal sexual desires, couldn't help but be overcome by the thought of jacking off onto his older brother, just to put him in his place. Ricky spoke up, "Dude, I just have to pee, let me go and we can forget about all of this." "Forget?" I questioned. "Forget that I woke up from a nap with pubes being forced into my mouth?" Ricky blanched a little. Maybe he hadn't thought of it as that aggressive as a move before, but it was clearly hitting him then. "Okay, I took it over the line-" "And now I will take it over the line and show you your place." As Sean said this he punctuated his words by quickly slipping his shorts and then underwear down onto the floor, and off his legs. Ricky stared openly, a look of shock on his face. "Dude, what are you doing?" Ricky asked, panicked. But the whole time his eyes never left Sean's pulsing cock. "Showing you your place." With that, Sean swung his shaft and slapped Ricky in the face with his dick, Ricky cried out, but couldn't move. Sean than dangled his balls on Ricky's chin, and tried to slip them into his mouth, but he firmly kept his lips closed, and kept moving away. Sean didn't care, the whole scenario, rubbing his crotch on his helpless brothers face, the power, was all just to much for Sean. He stopped trying to mushroom stamp Ricky's face, and started furiously jerking his meat in his right hand, while his left hand played with his nipples. Pinching and tweaking them to stimulate pleasure. His right hand flew up and down his rigid member, groping the head as his hand passes it. Sean didn't stop from moaning out loud. This was a show of power, and Sean had it all, he wasn't going to hold back, not on his victory jerk. Ricky was motionless on the bed, he had his eyes closed, but every few seconds they would open ever so slightly, just to take the whole scene in. Sean noticed, and it only added to the sexual pressure building inside him. "I see your fucking eyes opening." Sean yelled, Ricky shot his eyes open, surprised by the sudden noise. "Come on man, what are you talking about-" "If you are gonna watch, watch like a man, don't keep pussy footing around and closing your eyes!" With that, Sean grabbed the back of Ricky's head, and started to beat off with his other hand, right in front of his older brother's face. "Let me go, come on!" Sean kept stroking, each stroke heightening the pressure, bringing him that much closer to erupting. Sean's thick and veined shaft was slick from pre-cum, and it made a very audible squishing noise as Sean brought himself closer to cumming. Sean looked down at his brother. Ricky was staring intently at the show in front of him. Sean spit onto his face. "I knew you would love this, you should thank me, for allowing you to watch." Ricky looked up with pleading eyes, torn between loving the show, and wanting to get out of the whole situation. Not to mention his own cock was stuck in the chastity belt, straining beyond belief for release. Sean started to moan louder, he was close to climax. Sean's whole body went rigid, he death gripped Ricky's head with his left hand, while his right hand massaged out the cum, which started to erupt like a fire hose, to land all over his brothers amazed face. Load after load of hot, spunky, teen juice landed all over Ricky's face. Sean, all animal at this point, groaned with pure ecstasy, victory. Sean slumped over, he was worn out. He milked the last of the cum out of the tip of his now sensitive dick head, and rubbed it into the bare skin of his brothers neck. Sean finally released his brothers head, which dropped like a stone, to the pillow. Ricky was breathing hard, probably straining against the chastity belt. Sean looked down at his brother, and although he was repulsed at what he had just done, there was something sexy about his straight brother laying in bed, strapped down, with cum covering his face. Ricky laid his head back and closed his eyes, he caught his breath as he asked, "what the fuck dude?" Surprisingly he didn't seem that mad, just... tense. "Just showing you whose boss." Sean put lightly, scruffing up Ricky's hair for effect. "You hurtin down there bro?" Sean slapped the top of the chastity belt, and got the desired groan of pain/pleasure from Ricky. Sean stepped up to the bed, not bothering to cover up, and unlocked Ricky's right arm, and dropped the keys there, retreating back incase Ricky tried anything. Instead Ricky just let his hand rest for a minute, and then picked up the key to unlock his feet. Fumbling with the locks on his ankle, Ricky mumbles "Don't tell dad or Martin about this, okay?!" Ricky didn't sound angry, instead, he sounded... defeated. Sean felt proud, he really had humbled his brother. "I won't say shit, if you promise to learn your place. Don't go stuffing your pubes in my mouth again." Sean stated. Ricky finally leaned back and laid in bed more comfortably. He rubbed his hands and feet, then went to stand up. "Dude, where is the key for this thing around my cock?" Sean stared at Ricky for a long second, he had completely forgotten about the chastity belt had a separate key then the hand cuffs. He hadn't seen a key when he grabbed the belt, but he hadn't been looking for one either. So Ricky and Sean went back to their fathers hidden man cave, and dug through all of the boxes and the rest of the room searching for a key, but after an hour of looking, they just couldn't find one. "What the fuck am I gonna do?!" Ricky whined. "Calm down man, it's not that bad." "Not that bad?! Easy for you to say after you just dumped a load. On my face. I still have friggen morning wood!" Sean couldn't help it, he started to laugh, hearing Ricky talk about him masturbating was a weird thrill, but then Ricky casually talking about him masturbating to a climax, on his face, sent a thrill through Sean's body. "Shut up about that, unless you want dad and Martin to hear." That shut him up, "Listen," Sean went on, "you can't tell dad about the chastity belt, if you do he will know that we were up here, and will freak. Besides, if he doesn't know we know about this place, then we can spy on him, see what he gets up to up here, you know?!" That seemed to peak Ricky's interest, he even looked around the room as if evaluating it for the first time, what did their father do up here? "Well, let's just rip it off, break the metal or something." Ricky wondered. "No, we can't do that," Sean reasoned, " Dad obviously loves this thing, I mean why else would he keep it for all these years?" Neither of us knew what to do after that. Maybe the key was hidden in their fathers office? They could check, but they would have to wait until their father left the house for a little while. Since it was Sunday their father usually stayed in his office and drank some coffee while reading the paper. They didn't have much choice but to wait, so they headed back upstairs. "Dude, you totally owe me. I was gonna force you to go anyway, but now you have to come with me tonight to church." Ricky informed Sean. Sean busted out laughing, his brother, at church?! "Come on, what's so funny?" "You're not a Christian!" Sean yelled. "I believe in God." "Since when?!" Ricky stood their for a minute, not sure what to say, then he just broke out into a grin, "Since I found this babe Yvonne goes to a youth group in town. I want to fuck her, but she's a prude, so I am trying to join her youth group to get it in." "Dude, that's twisted. You're trying to manipulate her out of her V-card." Sean retorted, "And besides, with this on, you won't be getting into anything." With that Sean cupped his brothers balls, or where his balls would be, if they weren't shielded behind a chastity belt. However, the point got across, and Ricky retreated. "Be ready at 7:45 fucker." Ricky announced as he slammed the door shut. ____________________ That is how Sean found himself seated in a large room, sitting in a circle, with about 20 other kids around his age. Ricky sat next to him, dressed a little nicer than was usual for him, but Yvonne wasn't seated next to him, she had purposefully seated herself directly across the circle. Ricky kept fighting the urge to look at her, but would break every now and again. Yvonne however seemed to have rapt attention to the youth leader, Pastor Gary. That Sean understood. Sean had only recently discovered his sexual attraction to males, but he fully believed he was looking at the most beautiful male out there. Gary stood around 6'1'', had broad shoulders and a barrel chest. His hair was light brown and close shaven, but prematurely going gray, but it only heightened his sexuality. His eyes were piercing, when he stared at you, you gave him full attention. He had a close trimmed and cleanly kept goatee that wrapped around his full lips. Judging by the hair on his thickly muscled arms, Gary was probably pretty hairy, and that turned on Sean to no end. Sean knew at once that he needed to get this man naked, and get him naked quick. ______________________ The following Sunday Sean and Ricky went back to youth group. Ricky to try and get into Yvonne's pants, and Sean secretly trying to get the youth pastor naked. Sean told his brother he was just there to help increase the chances of him getting with Yvonne. Sean was lucky after all. "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son so that whosoever should believe in Him should not perish, but have ever lasting life." Sean quoted, unsure of a few words at different times. "Very good Sean, I see you were practicing!" Remarked Pastor Gary. "I tried, with soccer, homework, and all the other stuff I had going on." Sean politely informed his new Pastor. Ricky chuckled to himself, at least making an attempt to cover it up. Sean didn't acknowledge it. He didn't want others to see that he was uneasy. Even if that was the way he felt. "Now, let's play a game. Amanda, you take over." Amanda was a Senior at Sean's school, and an assistant to the Youth Leader. A position Sean hoped to get soon. So was in charge of playing the games they would play each week. It was Sean's personal favorite time. The game was pretty simple. Everyone took a chair and made a big somewhat tight circle. Then one person was picked as being "it" and would get up and leave their chair empty, still sitting in the circle with the others. Whoever was "it" would stand in the middle of the circle and the game would start. The objective for the "it" is to sit down in an empty chair, which there was only one. The objective for those that were sitting was to make sure that "it" couldn't sit down. What they would have to do was shuffle over a chair to sit in the previously vacant seat. The next person in line following and everyone thereafter would move a chair over to occupy the empty one. When this happens the empty chair will start moving in a circle, and it is still the "it" persons job to try and sit in the seat. Eventually when "It" sits down, whoever caused the seat to be empty would then have to move to the middle as the new "it." It was actually pretty fun, thought Sean. But it was about to get better! Pastor Gary was in the middle, trying to get the seat. He hadn't been there long, but there was a look of sheer determination in his eyes. One that spoke out, "I WILL get the seat, and soon." Even if it was a silently spoken sentence. The chair was to the left of Sean, he waited till Pastor was really close, and then jumped over to the empty seat, leaving the now empty chair to his right. But quicker than thought, he jumped right back. The Pastor seemed to know that was going to happen, so he made it look like he was diving to the left for the seat, but last second, and his original plan, was to move to the right. Both guys jumped to the right. Sean, being closer, landed in the seat first, but right after Pastor, facing outwards a little, sat down on Sean's lap. A grunt escaped Sean's mouth. As it was forming in his throat he realized that his left hand had somehow landed in Pastor's lap, about an inch or two below the (very defined) bulge of Gary's junk. Before Sean could move at all, Pastor jumped back up and was back at the game, the chair having moved on. Sean watched Pastor, and nothing sexual had even seemed to phase him, even though as he was standing up, before Sean could move his hand, Pastor stood back up causing Sean's hand to drop, dragging along the inside of Pastor's thighs. Even though it had lasted but a second, Sean, whose palm had been laying on Pastor's lap, got to feel the smoothness of the faded fabric, feeling the strength and the weight behind the power in Pastor's legs. Instantly Sean was sprouting wood. Sean did his best to hide it throughout the game, but he was positive everyone knew he had boned up. But it could have just been in his imagination... Soon they were calling Sean the Speed Demon. No one seemed to be able to sit down in a chair if Sean was next to it. Sean was loving it, almost everyone in the circle had sat on his lap at one time or another. And even though Sean's interest in women was dwindling, it felt great to have a warm, tight, hot body pressed down on his groin. However, most of the girls stopped even bothering to get it if they saw it next to Sean. That only made the guys try harder. Boys will be cocky, which Sean was truly thankful for, in both senses of the meaning. Sean had soon had so much warm, voluptuous, hot bodies he could imagine sitting on his lap. The youth group seemed to be made up of more well to do people, and they all kept care of their bodies. Or mostly. But out of the 25 people, 20 or so were people that Sean could see himself messing around with. The others being fat, or acne, or just plain ugly. For 20 though, Sean was willing to let the other 5 or so sit on his lap. Sean wasn't sure if it was in his imagination or not, but it really seemed Pastor's goal to sit in a seat next to Sean. He kept trying time and again, almost as if he purposefully was going in the middle to be "it" just to try to get Sean out. What that meant for Sean was that he was able to have the full weight of Pastor sitting directly in his lap in front of over twenty people, time and again feeling Pastor's hefty and robust, manly, thick twin globes bouncing up and down as Pastor sat and rose. Needless to say Sean's boner didn't go down, two or three times Pastor had perfectly wedged Sean's entire shaft between his meaty globes and have the whole tight fit for a second or two. The second time it happened Sean almost came that second. But Pastor didn't even seem to notice it, all he seemed focused on was getting Sean out. So Sean decided to get more adventurous. He would try and discretely place his thick and throbbing man meat down the front of his leg so that Pastor would accidently hump him every time he missed the seat. AND IT WORKED! The best part being Pastor still didn't seem to notice. So Sean went further, more and more placing his hand gently, once Pastor was seated, into the other mans lap, each time getting closer and closer to the ultimate prize, Pastor's junk. Meanwhile with the other hand he would keep it in his lap, palm up, so that he could start to memorize the feel of the hefty barrels that were Pastor's firm yet somehow perfectly fluffy mans ass. Sean got so caught up in the moment that he didn't realize that the seat had opened next to him again, in which Pastor sat down quickly in. Leaving Sean's groin area achingly cold after the heat of Pastor's ass had just been firmly planted against his leaking cock. It took Sean a second to register what had happened. He was "it" now, what was he suppose to do? "Oh yea..." moaned Sean. "Oh yea is right son, you're "it". Go get `em champ!" Yelled Pastor, slightly out of breath and trying to catch it, as he did slapped Sean on the back and lazily let it fall as Sean grudgingly stood up. The hand dropping off his lower back as it gently grazed Sean ass, sending a tingle throughout Sean's body. Sean, as best he could, stood up and walked to the middle. His aching boner stuck down the front of his tight pants he had recently bought. Ricky chuckled yet again to himself. Not trying to cover it this time. Sean was so embarrassed. He looked around, everyone clearly saw his boner, it was tenting out the front of his pants trying to rip it's way out. Sean tried to cover up, but as he did, he noticed the youth pastors gaze had definitely lingered longer than others on Sean's enormous basket. That caught Sean off guard, and really turned him on, making him only hornier. Sean actually was starting to have a wet spot appear on the front of his pants! In the middle of a circle of people all watching him. Ricky laughed out loud at the tension, a couple of kids turned their heads to see what Ricky was laughing at, and having no alternative, Sean darted for the chair, and landed in it while everyone was still reeling from Sean's massive cock sighting. The kid that he sat down next to, looked at him, stunned, he didn't see Sean making his way to the chair. Pastor Gary, trying to break the awkward silence, stood up and spoke to the group. "Okay, great game Amanda, but we are out of time for our fellowship tonight. If you guys want to you can adjourn into the other room and have some snacks, and if you don't want to, see you next week. Dismissed." Everyone started to get up and promptly move off into the snack room. Ricky got up and glanced back at Sean, who was still seated, and chuckled to himself, before turning around and ogling Yvonne's tight ass. Sean had just stood up, thinking everyone had left, and started to head after them thinking his boner would go down in time, when Pastor Gary came in from a back room. Gary walked up to Sean, did a quick survey, didn't see anyone in ear shot, and turned to Sean. Sean hadn't seen him, and so went to adjust himself with his left hand, which was now sticking half in half out of Sean's pants. Sean was momentarily embarrassed, but then realizing how sexual appealing this was, got hornier still, and started to drip pre-cum all over his arm. Having adjusted himself, Sean pulled his hand out of his pants, going deliberately slow, and letting the fabric linger away from his body for just a brief more moment than usual. And due to Sean's huge hard-on, because of Sean's little show, just the tip of the head was visible. The slight curve of the top of the penis was visible, as well as a good portion of the mushroom top of his cock, still leaking pre-cum, trailed a line of pre-cum from Sean's second head, to the middle of his left arm, which Sean didn't realize at first, but finally noticed when Pastor Gary fixed his eyes on it. Sean's face got red. He liked showing off, he liked getting looked at, and he loved when men got speechless staring at him, but Sean had his limits, and being in the middle of a church building with guys and girls both running around, and having pre-cum trailing from his arm was pretty embarrassing. Pastor Gary say Sean's agony over the situation, looked behind him quickly, wrapped his right arm around Sean and guided him back into the room he had previously left. Sean didn't know where he was going, but didn't resist either. They entered Pastor Gary's office and Gary closed it behind them. Sean stood there, catching his breath, not saying anything because he didn't know what to say. Gary seemed to want to let Sean cool his head (but which one?), and give him some space. However, the brief contact of Gary's strong arm wrapped around Sean's shoulders had only fueled the fire, and Sean knew his boner was here to stay, unless he did something. "I just wanted you to have a moment to... compose yourself." Pastor explained. "I-I'm not sure it's gonna go down..." Sean explained meekly, looking at Gary with his head bowed slightly. Pastor blushed a little at the details. "Ah, well, I can give you a few extra minutes, we can talk about something else... I, ah, I just can't have something out there. We have younger children in this youth group, not to mention all the girls in here, and ah, that is just a really awkward thing to have to explain to a bunch of parents." Even though it wasn't Sean's fault he got a boner, it wasn't as if he was trying, Pastor had just been repetitively teasing his dick, even if he didn't know it, he now felt terrible about his public boner. He actually groaned a little at the realization that he probably could never show his face at the youth group again. But what was worse, was that he would never get his chance to see Pastor in all his naked glory. Gary must have thought that Sean was going to cry, because he came up behind Sean and put his muscular arm once again around Sean's shoulders and tried to comfort the young man. Sean's boner definitely was here to stay. "I don't blame you, this isn't your fault, sometimes these, these things just happen." Pastor Gary reassured Sean. Getting turned on by the whole innocent/authoritative fantasy seemingly playing out, with Sean not as the alpha male, but as the submissive one, made Sean's cock throb, hard. "Boners, you mean Pastor?" Gary blushed, "Yea, um, yes, that's what I mean. I was your age once, anything can set them off- um, ah, can set boners off." Gary tried to play "cool" and use the terminology that Sean did, probably to try and "relate on his level", but it sounded so sexual when Pastor said "boner." How far could Sean take this conversation? "Exactly, sometimes I will just be sitting in algebra, doing my work, and I will suddenly feel the snake come alive, and start weaving down my pants, causing all my blood to rush to my boner, and then I can't think straight anymore." (In more ways than one, thought Sean devilishly.) Pastor Gary seemed to be taken aback by Sean's forwardness, but the professional side of him realized that he had a great position as the authoritative figure to help Sean, because Sean seemed to be so open, if not graphic about everything. "Again, that is normal at your age, its part of growing up, learning how to control your- boners, suppress your urges, and resisting touching yourself." Now it was Sean's turn to be taken aback. What?! No jerking off, thought Sean?! "Wait Pastor, did you say it's wrong to touch ourselves? Like, to masturbate?" Pastor got a slight blush, "Well, sex before marriage is wrong-" "Sex, fine (not that Sean agreed, but he had a part to play), but masturbating is healthy, if I don't jerk off a couple times a day, this happens!" (again, not true, but Sean wasn't about to explain that Pastor's ass was the reason they were having this conversation.) AS Sean finished his sentence, he motioned to his still throbbing member, and directed both their attention once again to Sean's crotch. Gary looked for a second, but pulled his gaze away almost forcefully. It didn't seem as if he meant to look back down, but naturally just followed Sean's motions. "Well, sometimes it is hard to- "Oh, it sure is hard! And the only way that it is not going to be hard anymore is if I masturbate." Sean paused, he didn't necessarily believe in heaven and hell, but he was still playing a role, if only to get what he wanted. "Does that mean that I will go to hell? Cause I love to stroke my meat?" Sean didn't know if that was taking things to far, being as graphic as he was, but the blood was all rushing to his cock, and it really was making it hard to think! Pastor Gary almost seemed to be getting used to Sean's way of talking, but was still blushing a little. "Of course not, of course not buddy!" Gary emphasized his words by squeezing Sean's shoulder a little tighter to show some compassion. Gary didn't realize what he was doing to Sean, but Sean didn't want it to stop. "But I am serious Pastor, I don't think I can walk through the other two rooms without attracting notice to my cock, no matter how long I wait in this office. Not without jerking one out really quickly..." Pastor seemed to be evaluating things. Finally he agreed, nodding his head. "Fine, I will leave the office and you can- you can wank one out quickly, but I would like to start meeting with you on a regular basis, so that we can work on your sexual urges." Sean's cock twitched. There was nothing he wanted better than to meet with this man regarding sexual matters. Maybe there was something to this whole church thing after all, Sean thought. Sean agreed to Gary's terms, and Pastor Gary left, saying ,"be quick with it bud, I don't want anyone to know what's going on back here." "I'll pump my meat as fast as I can!" Agree Sean, with a twinkle in his eye, as he quickly shucked his pants, standing in only his boxers in front of Pastor, his cock straining against the boxers, almost sticking out through the top. None of this went without notice from Gary, but he quickly left, and Sean's show was over. But his fun wasn't. He dropped his shorts, and finally his long schlong could get some fresh air. The tip was literally dripping pre-cum all over his pulsing shaft. The thick vein wrapping it's way up his dick, delivering more blood to further increase the size and thickness of Sean's aching cock. Sean sat down, butt ass naked in Pastor's chair, and got a thrill out of it. Sean couldn't resist any longer. He wrapped his long, slender, but still muscular fingers tightly around the base of his engorged cock, and quickly started to bring himself to climax. His toes curled in his shoes, which he had left on, and he dug his right hand into the chair from pleasure, while his left hand urgently stroked the 8 inch monster in his fist. Sean felt it cumming, his balls tightened up in his sac, practically disappearing, his shaft gave one last involuntary pulse, and it sent Sean over the edge. Line after line of thick and steamy cum shot from the tip of Sean's dick, leaving him in pure ecstasy. He leaned back in the car and breathed a heavy sigh of release, from pleasure, from relief at last. Sean cleaned up, but "accidentally" left some cum on the top of the chair where it had shot over, and threw the cum rag away, but this time he really did accidentally miss the trash can, and decided to leave it. Opps, Sean thought, laughing to himself, imagining Pastor cleaning it up, after he gave a teen permission to beat one off in his office. Sean was definitely gonna have to beat off more tonight, but he was done here for now. But not for long, he would have his meeting with Pastor on Thursday, and was thrilled with the potential. Any comments would be appreciated. My e-mail is fadingbluelights@gmail.com Send me a message and some pictures if you want to get to know me more. Pictures are required, as is a good time! More will follow soon!