WARNING: The following story is purely fiction and fantasy and has neither relevance nor connection to real world activities. Any similarity perceived in real life is purely coincidental. Due to the sexual content, do not continue to read this story if you are under the legal age of your state or country and/or you find male-to-male sexual material offensive.
Tim's Senior Year—Chapter 15 By: The Edyter
Wesley had a boy's club outing the next weekend and he wasn't in church the next Sunday. Tim was elated. However, the following Sunday, Wesley was waiting for him as he pulled into the parking lot.
"Hey there, buddy," he said as he walked up to the car while Tim was getting out. "Follow me."
"I'm not your buddy." Tim said defiantly as he reluctantly followed Wesley into the church.
Tim wanted to punch Wesley's lights out and beat the crap out of him, but as long as he had the video, there was nothing he could do. Wesley led him upstairs to the balcony which housed the console to the organ and the choir loft. The choir was not singing this morning, so the only one up in the balcony was the organist, Julian Jones, the Lay Director's son.
Wesley and Tim sat down in one of the choir pews as Julian was playing `Prelude and Fugue in E-flat major' by Bach before the service began. Wesley looked up at Julian and smiled; Julian smiled back.
Reverend Curry greeted the congregation and then invited them to sing the opening hymn. Julian started to play the organ and as soon as the congregation started singing, Wesley leaned over to Tim and told him to remove his clothes. Tim looked at Wesley horrified and said that he wasn't going to do it.
Wesley sneered as he took out his cell phone and showed him a video of him sucking Sol's dick out in the parking lot of the school. Apparently, he recorded at least one of the three episodes of the two seniors sucking dick after being returned to the parking lot from Lonnie's house two weeks ago. He told Tim that he showed Julian the video and Julian was eager to see his cock. He reiterated his threat of sending the video of him and Sol sucking each other off behind the school to his father if he chose not to cooperate.
Tim looked at the 15-year old disgustedly, but realized he really had no other option. He reluctantly took off his suit coat and laid it down on the pew. He removed his tie, unbuttoned his white shirt and slipped it off over his shoulders. He took off his T-shirt and set it aside his clothes. By the time the congregation was done singing the first hymn, he was completely naked up in the balcony. He was humiliated and scared to death that someone would see his nude body in church. Luckily, the rail in front of the balcony was 3.5 feet tall and was a solid wall so most of the balcony loft could not be seen from below.
Wesley grabbed all of Tim's clothes and placed them beside the organ so Julian could see them. He went down to the pew and realized Tim's body was now totally hairless, which totally turned him on. He ordered Tim to lie down on the pew and he ran his hand across Tim's shaved chest and tweaked the senior's nipples as he continued to run his hand down his smooth abdomen and then around his bald pubic region, feeling absolutely no stubble or hair. He grabbed Tim's cock, stroked it up and down several times as he massaged the boy's hairless balls and ran his hand along Tim's smooth taint, finally circling his shaved asshole with his fingertip, before shoving it up his butt and rubbing his prostate.
He rubbed Tim's prostrate awhile and then removed his finger and once again stroked Tim's denuded body several more times, totally fascinated with how it felt before he told him to start jacking off. Tim grabbed his now hard dick and started wanking; Wesley told him to stick a finger up his butt and finger fuck himself as he jacked his cock.
Tim responded to the stimulations of his prostate and his hard dick started to drip precum. Frequently, Wesley would reach over and run his hands along Tim's hairless body and then grab his nipple and pinch it harshly, trying to get a yelp from him that might embarrass him even more.
When Tim's dad started his 20 minute sermon, Julian walked down to the pew and sat beside him. In a matter of moments, he was feeling Tim's hairless body also, rubbing his smooth chest, abs, cock, balls, pubic area, taint and asshole before getting between Tim's legs and stimulating his cock, balls, tits and ass hole with his hands and mouth. Julian was a skilled cock sucker and had sucked many dicks, played with many balls and ass holes and had been fucked many times. He kept Tim on edge the whole time, but never allowed him to cum.
Just before the last hymn, Wesley informed Tim that he could cum. After being on edge for most of the service, it didn't take him long to shoot his load. Wesley walked up and grabbed Tim's t-shirt and told him to use it to clean himself and the pew. He brought Tim's clothes back down to him during the last hymn and Tim quickly dressed.
Once the service was over, Tim and Wesley went downstairs to the main floor. Tim immediately headed for the parking lot, ready to leave when his dad grabbed him.
"Come into my office," the Reverend said as he looked around the church. "Have you seen Wesley Bourne?" He asked when he didn't see Wesley in the building.
"Nope," Tim lied, "haven't seen him this morning."
He looked at his dad to determine the mood he was in; he did not detect any anger, so he assumed Wesley had not shown him any of the videos, but he was concerned that Wesley was going to show him the videos while in his presence. He walked into his dad's office, but no one was there. A few moments later, his father entered the office followed by Wesley. He looked at Wesley threateningly as they all three sat down.
"Wesley came to me this week with a proposition." The Reverend began. "While he was surfing the net, he came across a mentoring program that engages college students to mentor high school students as a proactive way to ensure these young high school adolescents stay out of trouble. I researched the program and determined that it definitely had some merit and that we should try it here on a small scale as a pilot."
The Reverend looked over at his son.
"Our church doesn't have many college-age students readily available, so I got to thinking and thought that you, Tim, could very well lead this mentoring program. Wesley indicated that he had three or four friends that he thought could benefit from this course and he was willing to meet at his house once a week after school so you could mentor to him and his friends."
Tim looked at his father for a moment and then over at Wesley, who had a smirk on his face. Tim looked back over at his father.
"I don't think that I'm the right person for this program, Dad" he objected. "I think there should be someone far more mature than me to lead this group and guide them along the right path. After all, I'm only two or three years older than they are and I think they would benefit with someone who is much older and mature than I."
The Reverend smiled at his son.
"Tim, you're nearly 19 and very mature for your age." The Reverend said reassuringly. "I know you are the right person for this and you'll do just fine."
He reached behind him, pulled out a paperback book and handed it to his son.
"I've purchased the leader's guide to help you prepare for the sessions," he said as he opened the book and showed his son the first session outline. "You read through this outline and it will guide you through the various processes."
The Reverend thumbed through the first few pages, showing Tim the procedures and guidelines for each session. Wesley leaned over and looked at the Reverend.
"I would be willing to spend the afternoon with Tim and help him with the first session," he offered. "We could work together to assist him gain the confidence he needs to lead the program."
The Reverend looked over at Wesley and smiled warmly.
"That is an excellent idea, Wesley." The Reverend said. "I'm sure that once Tim has looked at this leader's guide and has practiced with you, Wesley, he will gain the confidence he needs to successfully lead these sessions."
Tim looked over at Wesley annoyingly and then back at his dad.
"Please, Dad, please find someone else to do this." He pleaded one more time, but the Reverend was adamant and knew Tim would be a fantastic mentor.
"I want to pilot this for six weeks and at the end of that time frame, evaluate it and either continue and expand it or shut it down completely." The Reverend continued. "So why don't you and Wesley go into one of the classrooms today and prepare the first session for this Thursday night. The classrooms should be empty, so you shouldn't be bothered."
Wesley looked at Tim and smiled wickedly. Tim protested one more time, but his dad insisted the two of them prepare Thursday's session together that day. The Reverend looked at his watch and quickly stood up.
"Your mother and I have a luncheon engagement this morning and we need to leave," he said. "You and Wesley go to a classroom and start preparing for Thursday's session."
He quickly ushered the boys out of his office and headed out the door. Wesley herded Tim down the hallway toward the classroom wing. As soon as they turned the corner and were out of sight from anyone else, Tim grabbed Wesley by his shirt and forced him up against the wall.
"I know what you're trying to do, Wesley," he said angrily, "but it's not going to work. I'm not going to do these mentoring sessions, especially with you, so you can forget about this and go home."
Though Wesley was three years younger than Tim, he was not in the least bit intimidated, even though Tim could beat the shit out of him. Instead, he just smirked.
"Go ahead, beat the crap out of me," he snickered. "And what will you tell your dad when he sees the videos I have?"
Tim pondered the situation over a moment. Wesley was right; as soon as someone learned that he had beat him up, the videos would be exposed and he would be screwed again. He looked Wesley directly in the eye and then let him go. Wesley straightened out his clothes, walked up to Tim and got right into his face.
"Don't you ever do that again," he threatened, "or those videos will be sent to your dad immediately."
He pushed Tim into the middle of the hallway.
"Strip!" He ordered emphatically.
Tim was about to protest, claiming that someone would see him, but seeing the anger in Wesley's face, he chose to say nothing and started removing his clothes. When he got down to his underwear, he looked over at Wesley. Wesley stood there defiantly, waiting for Tim to strip naked before him.
Tim reluctantly pulled off his underwear, cupped his hands in front of his genitals and stood slightly stooped over to hide his nudity in the middle of the hallway of the church's education wing.
"Stand up straight and start jacking off," Wesley ordered. "I want you to shoot another load out here in the hallway."
Tim opened his mouth to protest, but Wesley cut him off before he could say anything and told him to start wanking. Reluctantly, Tim grabbed his soft dick and started to stroke it. Wesley watched him masturbate as his face burned red from embarrassment. His eyes were constantly moving, scanning the area to ensure no one was watching.
Wesley stood in one of the doorways of the classrooms, positioning himself so that if someone walked down the hallway, he could quickly bolt out one of the fire exit doors and leave Tim to fend for himself. He smirked as he watched Tim jack off. Since Tim had shot a load earlier that morning in the church balcony, it took a while before his dick got hard.
Wesley ordered him to finger his ass as he stroked his cock. He wetted his finger and shoved it up his hole. He started rubbing his prostate as he masturbated and soon began moaning as precum started to emerge from the tip of his piss slit. He let the palm of his hand slide over his dickhead, gathering the slippery precum and spreading it down the length of his hard shaft. Within a few minutes, he arched his back and started shooting his boy juice all over the floor, some of it landed on his clothes.
He stood in the middle of the hallway stroking his dick until it was flaccid and his breathing returned to normal. He looked down and started gathering his clothes.
"Leave them there," Wesley ordered, "and come into the classroom."
Tim reluctantly left his clothes in the middle of the hallway and walked into the classroom. Wesley closed the door, opened his pants and pulled out his cock.
"Suck it." He ordered.
Tim looked up at Wesley as he knelt down, grabbed the boy's hard dick and put it in his mouth. He slid his lips down Wesley's hard shaft and then started to gently suck it. In a short period of time, Wesley started to moan as precum bubbled out of his dickhead and into Tim's mouth. He slid his pants and underwear down to his knees and told Tim to lick his balls. At Wesley's urging, Tim alternated between sucking his dick and licking his balls until he arched his back and thrust his hard prick straight down Tim's throat and shot hot cum into Tim's mouth. Wesley's dick shot spurt after spurt of jizz as Tim swallowed every drop of the boy's nectar. He suckled Wesley's dick until it was soft and Wesley pulled it out of his mouth and sat down on one of the folding chairs in the room. Just then Julian walked into the room; he eyed the nude senior's body.
"What are you doing here?" Tim bluntly asked as he started to get angry again.
"Wesley happened to mention you at his guitar lesson this week," Julian stated. "He showed me the videos and I wanted to be a part of it also."
Julian pulled his Polo shirt off over his head, followed by his t-shirt. His broad chest was moderately hairy and his hard nipples stood straight out against his half-dollar size areoles. He slipped off his shoes as he opened his pants and pushed them down to the floor. He pulled off his socks and then slipped off his underwear. His hard 8-inch dick stood straight up as he grabbed it and stroked it a few times. He spit on his cock and told Tim to get on his hands and knees. He spit on Tim's asshole several times and then shoved his hard prick straight up Tim's rectum.
Tim yelped as he felt the initial sharp pain in his butt hole when Julian's prick entered his anus. He groaned loudly in pain as Julian wasted no time and immediately started fucking his butt.
"Oh Gawd," Julian hissed as his dick slid up Tim's asshole. "That feels awesome; your asshole is really tight."
He plunged his hard dick in and out of the senior's butt hole causing pain in Tim's backsides.
"Oh Gawd, oh Gawd!" Julian chanted as his prick slid in and out.
Eventually, the pain in Tim's butt subsided as Julian fucked his ass hole for an extended period of time. Julian pulled his cock out and told Tim to lie down on his back on the table. He reinserted his dick and once again started fucking the boy's ass. He grabbed Tim's dick and started to stroke it as he fucked the senior.
He pistoned his prick in and out of Tim's asshole and eventually Tim's dick started to chub up. Wesley was stroking his cock as he watched the two fuck; his dick also was getting hard. Julian fucked Tim's ass for quite some time before he finally climaxed, moaning loudly as he fired six healthy ropes of cum straight up Tim's asshole.
After he ejaculated, his cock remained hard and he didn't pull it out of Tim's ass for quite some time. He laid on top of Tim and gently nipped Tim's tits until he fully recovered from his orgasm. His 8 inch dick was still hard when he pulled it out and pushed it into Tim's face. He told Tim to suck the last remaining drops of cum out of his piss slit and then grabbed his hard cock and started to stroke it.
"That was fantastic," he acclaimed as he continued to stroke his hard cock. "And I'll be ready to go again in a short period of time."
Tim's dick was now semi hard after Julian's stimulation to his nipples. Wesley stood up, slipped off his shoes and socks and took off his pants and underwear. Now naked from the waist down, his hard dick bounced up and down as he walked over, got up on the table and positioned his butt over Tim's face.
"Lick my ass hole." He ordered.
Tim quickly slid out from underneath Wesley's open legs and stood up.
"I'm not licking your asshole," he said emphatically.
Wesley looked at Tim disgustedly and then glanced over at Julian. As if they had rehearsed this, Julian quickly grabbed Tim's arms, pulled them behind him and held him in place as Wesley sucker punched Tim's belly twice, knocking the wind out of him and bringing him to his knees. Julian twisted Tim's arm behind his back and pulled it up, causing him to yelp loudly as Wesley stooped down and got right in the senior's face.
"Let me make myself perfectly clear," he said emphatically. "You're going to do exactly as I say or I'm going to show those videos to your father and all of your friends."
He punched Tim one more time in the gut as Julian released his arm and he curled up into a fetal position holding his sore stomach. Wesley and Julian's cocks were now rock hard and leaking precum; both being highly aroused after punching Tim around. They stroked their hard pricks as they watched Tim cower on the floor.
"Get up!" Wesley ordered after a few minutes.
Wesley leaned over the table and spread his legs so that his asshole was exposed.
"Now lick my ass." He ordered.
Tim looked over at Wesley's butt and then up at Julian. He staggered to his feet and walked over to Wesley. He knelt down, grabbed Wesley's butt cheeks and exposed the boy's asshole. Wesley's puckered hole appeared to be clean and he gingerly stuck out his tongue and licked Wesley's butt crack. He circled the boy's sphincter two or three times, tasting the boy's musk, but no other unpleasantries.
Wesley told him to lick harder and Tim flattened out his tongue and licked his ass hole up and down. He moaned loudly and ground his butt into Tim's face, encouraging him to bury his face into his asshole.
Wesley moaned continuously as he wiggled his butt hole around Tim's tongue, encouraging him to stick his tongue up his shitter. Reluctantly Tim stiffened his tongue and shoved it up the boy's hole, causing him to moan even louder.
Wesley's dick was copiously leaking precum as Tim grabbed the boy's ass. After an extensive period of time, Wesley stepped back and Julian immediately stuck his ass in Tim's face. For the next half hour or so, Wesley and Julian alternated back and forth between Tim's tongue, each one getting their assholes rimmed as their dicks leaked precum profusely.
Once again, Tim was told to get on his hands and knees and this time Wesley shoved his dick up Tim's butt as Julian forced his hard cock into Tim's mouth. Tim was now being spit roasted, a dick up his ass and a cock in his mouth as Julian and Wesley fucked his holes with renewed vigor. Since both boys had already ejaculated, both worked Tim's holes for nearly 45 minutes before they both shot another load.
Both Julian and Wesley didn't pull their dicks out of Tim's holes until they were both flaccid. Cum dripped out of his asshole as he swallowed the load that Julian had shot in his mouth. Once both boys had recovered from their orgasms, they told him to jack off, but not to cum as they both put their clothes on.
When they were dressed, Tim was told to lie back down on his back on the table. Julian got between the senior's legs and started sucking his dick and balls as he fingered fucked Tim's asshole and skillfully kept him on edge.
Tim was moaning consistently, begging Julian to let him cum, but Julian never relented. He kept the senior on edge for over 30 minutes and never allowed him to ejaculate.
Tim's dick was leaking precum profusely and he wanted to cum so bad when Julian said he had to leave. He got up, got dressed and walked out the door. Wesley commanded the senior to stand up.
"Follow me," he ordered. "We're going to take some videos."
"But what about my clothes," Tim asked.
"These will be done in the nude," Wesley said. "You won't be needing clothes."
By this time everyone had gone home for the day and the church was empty. Wesley led him out of the classroom and walked the naked boy down the hallway and into the church proper. He was led naked down the center aisle of the church and told to lie down on the first pew. He started to protest, but chose to say nothing as he laid down on the seat of the pew.
"Start jacking off," Wesley ordered.
Tim grabbed his hard cock and started to stroke it. Wesley took out his cell phone and recorded Tim jacking off in the pew, stopping him just before he was about to shoot his load. Tim's face burned red as he was videotaped nude and masturbating in church. Wesley had him jack off in front of the baptismal font, in the sacristy, in the vestry and up in the balcony in the choir loft, each time recording him wanking and finger fucking himself in each of those various areas.
His last video was of him standing in the middle of the altar, stroking his prick and fingering his asshole as he stroked himself off to orgasm, shooting his cum all over the altar floor. The Reverend would be furious if he saw his son's videos of him defiling the church. As Tim was recovering from his orgasm, Wesley said that he had to leave and quickly started walking up the center aisle.
"Where's my clothes?" Tim hollered as Wesley was leaving the church.
"I don't know." Wesley shouted back. "Julian hid them."
"Where?" Tim shouted, but Wesley just shrugged his shoulders and walked out the door.
Tim looked down at the puddles of cum on the floor of the altar. He went to the bathroom, got some paper towels and cleaned up the jism that was on the altar floor. For the next 25 minutes, he scoured the church butt naked looking for his clothes, but never found them. His keys and his cell phone were in his pants pocket, so he couldn't get into his car nor call anyone.
He came up with the brilliant idea of getting a choir robe or one of the robes in the vestry, but the choir room and all of the admin offices were locked as well as the robe cabinets in the vestry. He walked to the back of the church and sat down in one of the classrooms, contemplating his next move.
Suddenly, he heard a tapping on the window. Instinctively, he covered his genitals with his hand and looked up. Phillip was tapping on the window and he had a pair of gym shorts in his hand. Randy was standing beside him with a big smirk on his face.
Tim didn't know what to do. He had no clothes and had no plan of getting back to his house. Reluctantly, he stood up, opened the fire exit door and let Phillip and Randy come inside.
"I just talked to my cousin, Wesley," Phillip sneered as he looked at the naked senior boy, "and he said that I might find you here at the church."
Phillip reached over and grabbed Tim's flaccid cock.
"He said you might be needing something to wear."
Phillip chuckled and then stroked Tim's dick a few times and grabbed the senior boy's balls. He squeezed Tim's gonads and ordered him to get down on his knees. He grabbed Tim's face and raised his head so he could look him directly in the face.
"Suck my dick." He ordered.
Tim hesitated for just a moment and then opened Phillips pants and pulled out the sophomore's cock. He put the prick in his mouth and started to gently suck it. Meanwhile, Randy opened up his pants and pulled out his dick. He stroked his cock a few minutes to get it hard and then told Tim to get on his hands and knees.
Tim's butt hole had been stretched out from the previous fuckings he'd received earlier in the day. Randy aligned his dick with Tim's asshole and shoved it in one fell swoop. He immediately started fucking Tim's ass as Phillip put his cock back into Tim's mouth.
For the next hour or so, Randy and Phillip fucked Tim's asshole and mouth, each one shooting two loads into the senior boy's well used holes. When they were done, they told him to get into Phillip's car and start fingering his asshole and jack off. They told him he had to shoot another load if he wanted to wear the gym shorts they had brought him, otherwise they'd let him out three blocks from his home and he'd have to run naked down the street to his house.
Tim frantically stroked his cock and fingered his asshole in an attempt to shoot his fourth load for the afternoon. He concentrated on rubbing his prostate as he stroked his hard dick. Six blocks from his house, he shot two weak spurts of cum which dribbled on his stomach and pubic bush.
"Good boy," Randy said as he picked up the gym shorts. "You shot another load."
He held the gym shorts up and in one mighty tug, he ripped the front of the shorts in half.
"Nooooooooooooo!" Tim shouted as Randy ripped the back of the shorts also.
Phillip pulled over on the side of the road still four blocks from Tim's house.
"Put them on," Randy ordered as he threw the ripped shorts over to Tim.
Tim slipped the shorts on; his cock and balls and his butt cheeks were clearly displayed. Randy quickly opened the car door and pulled Tim out into the street. He quickly got into the car and slammed the door shut as Phillip peeled off down the road.
Tim quickly looked around and then bolted down the street as fast as he could in his bare feet. It was dusk and the street lights were just starting to click on and warm up. Luckily, there was only one couple on the sidewalk that he raced by and another couple on the other side of the street was sitting on their porch and saw the whole thing.
He sprinted the four blocks and then quickly ran into his back yard. The house was still dark; his parents weren't home yet. He got the spare key out of the garage, opened the back door and raced up the steps to his bedroom. He slammed his door shut and jumped on his bed, breathing heavily from the exertion of the four block sprint.
He lay on his bed for quite some time waiting for his breathing to normal up. Suddenly, he heard the garage door open. He quickly got up and peeked his head out his window; his parents were home. He hastily got dressed and laid back down on his bed. A short time later, his father knocked on his door.
"Where's your car?" The Reverend asked.
Tim had forgotten that his car was still in the church parking lot.
"It's in the church parking lot," he said. "One of the guys brought me home. Can you drop me off to pick it up?"
"Sure," his father responded. "Go get in the car and we'll go now."
Tim grabbed his spare car key out of his desk and got into his parent's car. During the ride over to the church, the Reverend asked him how the preparatory session went with Wesley that afternoon. Tim said that it didn't go very well and once again he tried to talk his dad out of leading the mentoring sessions. His dad smiled encouragingly and said that he would be great once he had a few under his belt; he just needed to build up his confidence. The Reverend pulled into the church parking lot and parked the car.
"I'm going in my office and finish up some odds and ends that I want to get done at work," he said.
He got out of the car and walked into the church. Tim was a little upset; he had planned to go into the church and look for his clothes again, but since his dad was going to be there, he chose not to go inside. He got into his car and drove home. An hour or so later, his dad came home and knocked on his bedroom door.
"Come in," Tim invited.
When he opened the door, the Reverend was carrying Tim's clothes.
"Why were your Sunday clothes in my office?" He asked.
Tim was a little taken back; he hadn't expected his dad to find his clothes and he hesitated for a moment; trying to think of a legitimate excuse.
"The guys stopped by and wanted to play some football," he lied, "so I changed into my gym clothes which were in my car so I wouldn't get my suit dirty."
"Oh," the Reverend said as he placed his son's clothes on his bed.
He bid Tim good night and walked out the door. Tim breathed a sigh of relief; his father fell for the lie and hopefully the topic would not come up again. He hung up his suit, laid down on his bed and soon fell asleep.
To be continued
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