1. Training a Jock Slut Chapter 6


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blackmail, Gay, Humiliation, Male Domination, Author: Philip Faras, Rating: 63.6, Source: sexstories.com

    they reached the church, Brody rushed in to take a seat in the pews. He usually sat in the back with his friends while his Dad sat all the way in the front. He sat on his bench in silence, eager to go back home. The lights dimmed in the building, indicating the sermon was about to begin. Just then, someone sat next to Brody. The jock visibly looked irritated. He did not really want to deal with his buddies right now. But of course, that would have been too kind for Brody. Instead, the stud found himself sitting beside the retired Reverend. His secondary abuser. “Hey slut”, the Reverend hissed softly. “Your coach thought it would be a good idea if I came along to check that you followed your orders. Now unbutton your pants.” Brody could not believe his ears. How could he be so sinful in the house of God? He opened his mouth in protest before he caught himself. He knew that disobeying the Reverend would result in a much worse fate when he got home. He shuddered to think what Coach would do to him. He looked around nervously. Luckily, it was pretty dark in the back of the Church, and there was no one beside him. He swallowed hard and started unbuttoning his slacks. The Reverend grinned as he saw the hot jock unbutton his pants. He had to admit, Coach had trained this boy well. After Brody finished pulling his zipper down, the Reverend casually reached down and put his hand through the opening. Once inside the fly, his hand groped around looking for the boxers’ waistband. The ...
    Reverend took his time looking, taking extra care to rub the poor slut’s hard cock as much as possible. After a few seconds of torturing the sweaty boy, he reached under the boxers and snaked his way to between Brody’s legs. His fingers explored up the jock’s taint before he finally found what he was looking for. The flat base of the butt plug was nestled in the soft fuzz of Brody’s ass cheeks. A bit more probing and the Reverend confirmed that the plug was firmly lodged up the slut’s ass. “Good slut,” the Reverend whispered in Brody’s ear. He kept his hand deep in Brody’s pants. He was tugging at the plug ever so slightly before pushing it back in. It was driving Brody wild. His cock was dripping again. Brody, for his part, was terrified. His eyes darted about the room. He prayed no one would see him. Then he saw the Reverend lean forward and hunch over his lap. “No, this can’t be happening!” Brody thought to himself frantically. But it was. The Reverend had pulled Brody’s cock out of his fly and engulfed it with his mouth. Brody almost let a moan escape his lips. The feeling of the Reverend’s hot wet mouth over his cock was indescribable. And as much as it felt good, Brody was horrified that he was getting his first blowjob here of all places. This was another low for the jock. He was committing the utmost of sacrilegious acts, in a Church no less! His head started swimming with guilt when he suddenly felt a wave of pleasure. The Reverend had started playing with the plug in ...
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