The Youth
Written by
Jon Taylor Jr.
Hello, I'm a 20-year-old young man. I'm 6'2", 200lb, blond hair, deep blue eyes, well built. I work out every day in my gym at home. I'm living at home with my mother, in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I moved back home to help my mother, not only did we just lose my father, we had found out that my mother has cancer. My mother is in a wheelchair so I have to dress her, driver her and every thing. She goes to church every Wednesday and Sunday, and I have to take her. I can not come out to her she would die of a heart attack, so that is were I'm at. I did not like going to church, I could think of many many other things I could do instead of going to church like going and getting lad or somthing like that but my mother is worth it.
One Sunday when the service was over my mother said that I should go with the youth, I tried to get out but the youth leader (Bro. Robinson) heard her and said that he would get his mother to take my mother so I could go and he was hot anyway. We went out to eat and then went to a park to play football all the young men in my mothers church was hot, young, and in shape men and I loved having them tackling me to the ground, felling there well defined bodies on mine. I kept getting the ball just to get tackled. This went on for hours when we were finished Bro. Robinson asked me if I would like to stay at his house till it was time to go to church to night, at this point I had to relieve my self, do to all those young hot studs on top of me. But I said what the hell "Ok". Then we went to his house and he asked me if I wanted to tack a bath, he lived in a little apartment that did not have a shower. I got in to the tub and notest that was no soap I asked him were it was and he said, "I'm sorry I have to run to the store really fast to get some" so I took this time to relieve myself. I started to stroke my 8" manhood. Picturing Bro. Robinson in all his glory. I got my rethum down and I was going to town. I was all most ready wen I looked up to see Bro. Robinson looking at me with a bar of soap in his hand but I was to far to stop now he just stud there not saying anything, just watching me with my manhood in my hand going up and down. I could not stop and he looked like he could not stop watching me when I broke the silence with "Do you want to help are just stand there?" he did not say anything still for a while but said, "You would not mind." I replied, "Not at all, I would love some help from you." At that he toke his shirt off and got down beside the tub and moved my hand and replaced it with his. I stared in his eyes, he had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen, and they were hazel. His hair was brown; he stood about 5'9", around 190lb. He had a nice 6 pack, no body hair at all that I can see. He watched his hand stroke my manhood his hand felt so good. I started to moan and at that he asked if he could join me in the tub. I said that he could and at that he stood up and undid his pants and pulled them off, there he was in a red thong, his manhood coming out of both sides of his thong. He smiled at me then pulled them off to free his mammoth size cock, My jaw fell opened, he had to be at lest 8" soft. My eye could not leave his manhood, I have not been with that many guys but I had never seen any man that big before not have I ever imaged any thing like it before. He then asked me, "Are you inviting me in your mouth?" I could not say anything. He stepped in to the bathtub and stood over me and I lend up and grabbed it with my mouth and sucked on his head for a long while. Then I tock a little more in and inched my way down his shaft, I got all of his soft but harding manhood in my mouth. I know that if I get it all the way in be for he got hard that I would be able to take it all in and I started to suck as he got hard it started to slid down my trout as he got hard. He now was as hard as a rock and as thick as a can of soda. I started to pull off and sucked on his head, my tong danced with his dick inside of my mouth. I looked up at him as he watched me play with his head in my mouth, looking up at him I slide down his shaft again and tell his balls came to my chin. "I had never had anyone how could tack all of my 10" in there mouth before" he said looking in my eyes. I responded with a smile. "I'm going to cuuummmm!!" he said as he let go of a really big lode of cum in my mouth, I can swallow fast so I did not miss a drop. He sat in between my legs and rested his head on my chest. "Thanks man, that was the best blow job I had ever had" he said. I held him for a little bit and then he asked me if I would fuck his ass. I was in shock that this big dicked man asked me to fuck his manhole but I told him, "Yes, but it will hurt!" With that I told him to lean over the bath tub side and he did, I ate his ass like it was my last supper. He moaned really loud. Then we came around and then we set in between each others legs, me on the bottom, I put my dickhead on his asshole and told him to sit so if he wanted to stop he was in control. He inched his way down all the way till he was on my lap. When he sat down I grabbed his big dick and sucked it as I pumped his ass. We were in heaven, I had a cute man on my dick and a big dick in my mouth, and he had a dick in his ass and his dick down my throat, what more could a gay man ask for? This went on for about tow or three hours, my sucking and fucking him tell his watch started to beep. "O' my God, it is time for church!" he said. We cleaned up and went to church.
My mother was there and she told me that she had the best time with the pastor's mother. They went shopping and had there hair done. Then she asked my how was my day with Bro. Robinson I just said, "We had fun!". I didn't lie we did have fun I just did not tell her how much fun we had.
I noticed that all the young men in the church was looking at me and giggling, "could they now, would they tell my mother!?" I asked myself. I don't care if any one knows that I'm gay just don't tell my mother. Then Bro. Robinson set next to them and was whispering in their ears; they just giggled even more. Then church started and everyone faced the pastor and paid attention to his words.
When church was over the young men and Bro. Robinson came up to me and asked if I would like to come to their sleep over that they have every Friday at Bro. Robinson's house and I said this church thing might not be all that bad!!
Written by Jon Taylor Jr.