“You want me to do what?” He asked.
I rolled my eyes for the third time that day. “I just caught you huffing my underwear while watching what might be the gayest porn I’ve ever seen,” I said. “Sucking dick is not that far off course.”
He shook his head. “I couldn’t…”
“Make me cum,” I said, “and I’ll go to church with you next week.”
Luke’s eyes darted to my crotch before moving away again. He shook his head.
“I’ll even go to the potluck with you,” I said.
Luke slowly turned toward me. “And bible study that night?”
“Don’t push your luck,” I said.
Luke bit his lip and nodded. “It’s not a sin if it’s doing good, right?
“Sure,” I said.
Luke nodded again, and he reached up a trembling hand. He rested it on my bulge. It swelled under his touch, and he recoiled a bit. After a moment, he returned his hand to the fabric, feeling the blood rush under his hand as my cock swelled.
“It won’t bite,” I said.
Luke didn’t respond. I doubted he could hear me as he ran one finger under my waistband and pulled. As he revealed my smooth crotch, he leaned forward. I could feel his breath on my thighs. When my cock finally sprang out, it bounced, hitting him in the face. He blinked and flinched, and I could see the sheen of precum splattered on his cheek. My cock was uncircumcised and big, with veins wrapped around the shaft. My balls churned, and in the summer warmth, they hung low.
I reached up a hand and ran it through his hair. He opened his mouth to say something, but I guided him down, and my cock head slipped between Luke’s lips.
He looked up at me, and I saw the beginnings of tears in his eyes as I pushed another inch of my dick into his mouth. He was opening his mouth as wide as he could to accommodate my girth. He curled his lips over his teeth, protecting my cock. Drool dripped from his chin.
“God, you’re a natural,” I groaned.
Luke pulled me out of his mouth, but he kept my dick rested on his chin. “Please–please don’t take God’s name in vain,” he said. His voice sounded so meek.
I nodded absentmindedly and guided him back down. “Mm-hmm,” I agreed. “You’re right. I wouldn’t want to do anything bad like that.”
He nodded again and tried to deepthroat me.
“Good boy,” I grunted. “use your hands on my shaft as you suck.”
With my cock still in his mouth, Luke nodded, and he reached up, holding the based of my cock and massaging it.
“Don’t just squeeze,” I said sternly. “Move your fucking hands.”
Luke hesitated, but he followed my instructions, pumping up and down on my shaft. He rotated his hands as they slid up and down my length. I didn’t even need to tell him to do that. He moved one hand down to hold my balls, cradling them and massaging them as he milked my cock.
“You sure you’ve never given a blowjob?” I asked, moaning.
Luke closed his eyes, and he started sucking harder. He was getting lost now, letting all of his other thoughts leave his body.
I grunted, and I fucked his face in earnest. His throat made gasping, choking noises with every thrust.
It wasn’t long until he had me on the edge. “You’re going to swallow my load, straight boy,” I said.
His eyes shot open.
I grabbed a fistful of his hair and tensed up, shuddering. An orgasm traveled through me like a bullet train, coming fast and all at once, I groaned and felt the first rope of cum shoot into Luke’s waiting throat. His eyes blinked and glazed over again as he got his first taste of cum. He moaned on my cock as a second, third, and fourth spurt of cum rocketed into his throat. I used his hair to pull him back, and with his mouth still open, full of my seed, I shot two more ropes of cum onto Luke’s face.
We both breathed heavily, and I watched as a gob of semen rolled off Luke’s lips and landed on his chest. I lazily scooped up the cum from his face with my hand as Luke swallowed the first part of my load, and I fed him the rest from my fingers.
After Luke had sucked them clean, he looked up at me again. His ears reddened and he turned away. “Ch–church is at 11,” he said, embarrassment and shame washing over him now that we were done.
“I know,” I said. “I’ll be there.”