This is a different kind of story for me. I am usually into 'beastie porn'. but anything with horse like dick is hot.
This is a tale based off a character that I have had in a few stories. Tony. I have decided to create a story just about this hot guy and his awesome balls. This is continuing stories with the hot Tony and others he comes across in sexual encounters. Even if I want him all for me alone.
Again this guy is still supposedly straight. But willing to play from my experience. Enjoy this story.....
I Want Tony's Sack (Sins of a Priest (2)
.... The next few minutes were a blur for Martin. Standing there in the main hall from the sanctuary. Shaking hands aimlessly with everyone that passed him. He greeted them and blankly thanked them for coming and enjoying the sermon. The sermon he realized was a big 'snore'. But he really didn't care about the sermon right now. His mind had endless flashed if the hot man in his church. Tony. That hunk that had shook his hand just a few minutes before. The hot man that had come into his church in a decent enough shirt. But the problem that was just too distracting not to have lodged in his messes up head was Tony's jeans. No the jeans weren't filthy or torn or anything so ungainly. The issue lie with the fact that those poor yet lucky jeans were stuffed with dick. Not obscenely though. Not like the guy was hung like a mule or anything.
"Ohh God!" His head screamed. "Mule hung"
He felt his dick throb in his pants again as he thought of a huge hung man. But what Tony was showing would easily be noticed by a gay man. And Martin was a gay man under his priestly garb. And the lovely fullness of those jeans. That crotch that showed a promising prize in that lump was the biggest distraction.
"Man is she lucky" he huffed softly to himself
Thinking of Tony's wife. Thinking of her bent over something and having her stud of a husband banging away at her to impregnate her with his seed. Again his crotch jumped. And again he thanked his heavy robes that covered any signs of his crotch. It was after everyone cleared the church and he sat there in his office alone that his mind went into overdrive. Rewinding his morning to the sight of the man as he first walked in. The plaid shirt that Tony wore was presentable in church. It was well fitting on the hot mans body. Showing off his semi broad shoulders.
"He is a handsome guy too" he said to himself "That full beard and clothes and his jeans" "He looks like a smoldering lumberjack."
Martin envisioned Tony walking into his office. Looking like that studly lumberjack. Standing there holding an axe in hand. The forearms muscles tense from the grip on the staff of the axe handle. Then the big full bulge again staring back at him. He could still see the spectacularness of that awesome lump the man had. Just off to the left of his crotch in those snug fitting jeans. The curve of the bulge that was his equipment. Cock, balls and all. Then the guys ass as he walked away. Nice and form in those ever so lucky jeans. He wanted to shove his nose between the mans butt cheeks and relish in his stink.
"Fuck man" he sighed "That Tony is a freaking man god" "I bet she gets a good pounding from him every day"
Again his thoughts poured into images of the hot man in his wife. The woman on her back, legs up in the air as the hotter that the sun Tony slammed her hard with his big man dick. Pounding away at her wetter than wet pussy.
"Bet that cock makes her drip like crazy" he said
Martin reached down and grabbed himself between his legs. Feeling his own hard as stone cock. It was ready to pop.
"Fuck!" He huffed aloud "Need to jerk off"
So he excused himself from some conversation and headed to hua office in the church. He closed the door and then headed to the bathroom just beyond the office. He entered and closed that door too. Locking the bathroom door. Then he pulled off his robe and tossed it aside. Then he unzipped his pants and sat on the toilet. His thoughts emblazoned on the image from before. Tiny and that bulge. The hot man and his strong looking body. That sexy masculine face and beard. Martin grabbed at his dick and then he started to stroke it. Pulling on his cock as his head pictured Tony some more. This man he had seen only for a few minutes here and there this day. But enough so to have the hunks fave and body and crotch stored in his memory banks. Enough to keep his eyes and head picturing the hunk, picturing that ass and picturing that crotch. That big full crotch.
He envisioned himself at an altar and kneeling before a priestly looking Tony. The priestly robes on the hot man. How the hot man looked down at him. His arms out for the flock. The flock being Martin. Then as Martin bowed down to the man before him, Tony lifting off his robe and underneath was the man in the shirt he wore just a bit ago. His body filling it nicely. Then the loving follower looking down to see that big full bulge again. The big full package in the luckier than possible jeans. Martin finding himself jealous of those jeans as they hugged and held the big pouch of the mans cock.. He licked his lips as he clasped his hands in worship of the man.
"Pray before me" Tony said "Pray before me and your worship" "I will give thee thine prize my son"
Then tiny grabbed at Martin's head. Reaching for the man as he touched his head and pulled. Pulling his flock closer to him, closer to the full cotton of Tony's jeans. Martin swallowing hard as he felt the tug from his master. Letting Tony bring him closer and closer to his big full crotch. The sight of it getting bigger and bigger as he moved closer and closer to him. Then he felt the heat of it. The sensation if feeling the big full crotch and a heavy sigh from Tony above him. Martin also sighed, then groaned as he felt tightness in his loins.
"Tony!" He moaned aloud
Martin awoke from his trance and the immediate fantasy of Tony that his head put together. Of the stud he did want to worship. His hand pulled harder on his dick as he moaned out the name of his desires. Tony.
"Fuck. Awee fuck me Tony" he said "Fucking fantastic man." "I want it Tony. I want it bad"
That's when this awesome fantasy pulled from Martin his cum eruption. His dick and body tightened as his hips thrust at his hand. Then he shot. One, three, five blasts from his aching dick. Most hitting the wall across from where he sat on the toilet. He heard a hard 'thwat' as it struck.
"Ohh God Tony" he finally moaned as he then sighed
He had just jerked off in the church bathroom to the images of the hot man that was just in the chapel some time earlier. A man that until today he didn't know existed.
"Martin!" Came a call from behind the door "Everything okay in there"
He softly cursed at whomever that was outside the door. Hating that they may have disturbed him. And then wondering how long they he been out there. Or had they heard him calling out Tony's name.
"Fine" he huffed "Must have been something I ate" "Okay" came the reply from behind the door.
Then he just sat there collecting himself for a few moments longer. He then looked at the wall where he had shit several cum blasts. There was his cum inching down the wall. He huffed as he now had to wipe that down before he left the room. So he got up, pulled up his pants and grabbed a face clothe and wet it. He the wiped down the wall a bit. Then rinsed the towel out a few times in his hand. He wiped down the toilet, then flushed. He then headed back out to where the congregation was. He looked around a bit but saw Tony and his wife were gone.
"Oh well" he sighed as he went back to the people there. Joining the others in fellowship....
More to come