Where it happened: CHURCH!
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
This is not a pretty story. It certainly is not a sexy story. But it is a true story and I know that I am damned for it.
I was at a boy scout meeting held in a church not far from where I lived. It was a warm Monday night. My buddy Jim was there and I noticed he was acting and looking at me kind of funny all evening during the meeting.
The meeting didn’t last too long, and as we were leaving the basement, going upstairs where they had church services, jim said he had to go to the bathroom and to wait for him. Since I also had to go too, I said I would join him.
The bathroom was right off the lobby of the church. While we were pissing, Jim started to talk real funny about sex, the size of his dick (and mine) and a whole lot of other wierd stuff. As I was zipping up he grabbed at my prick. I brushed his hand away and started out the door. He came up behind me, grabbed me from behind, and went once more for my dick.
I broke away from him and ran into the lobby of the church, and he was right behind me. By this time, everybody else had left and we were the only ones in the building. Jim started to chase me and I ran down the ailse in the place were they have church service. I really thoght he was kidding around, so + wasnt mad or anything, but I just didn’t feel like messing around like that.
Well, Jim finally caught up to me and grabbed me around the waist and pulled me down. We were about halfway up the aisle and as soon as I hit the floor (it didn’t hurt), he grabbed once more for my dick. I thought, ok, i’ll fight fire with fire and grabbed at his. Funny thing was that he didn’t brush my hand away or even seem to mind. In fact, when I felt his dick, I could tell it was kind of hard already. Meantime, he was touching me through my pants and it started to feel good to me. As we groped at each others dicks, he finally began to unzip my pants to see what he was touching. It was feeling so good to me by this time I nearly forget where we were. But then I remembered. We were in the middle of a church, on the floor, playing with each others’ dicks! I stopped touching his and told him I thought we should stop. He kept stroking my now very hard dick and asked if I really wanted him to stop. I said I didn’t think we should do this in a church, but he ignored me and just kept jacking me. Then he stopped, took out his own dick and told me to do him, that we would do each other at the same time. Looking at his hard dick just turned me on more. I grabbed it and started to jack him and he started to do me again. We both moaned a little, it felt so good, and all of a sudden he said, “I’m cumming!” “I’m right behing you” I said, and both of us shot our wads all over the place.
Immediately I knew I had done wrong. It was awful. I almost cried. I just zipped up my pants, ran out the the church and all the way home.
I know I am dammed to go to hell for what I did. I quit scouts so I didn’t have to go to that church, and I don’t see Jim much anymore. I feel so bad about what we did. Except when I start to thinking about it at night in bed, my dick gets hard and I do myself. It still feels good. I guess I’m hopeless. Oh well. I wonder what hell is like. I know I will find out soon enough.
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