Date: Fri, 24 Feb 2012 11:10:01 -0600
From: Richard Pettey <mnstoryguy@gmail.com>
Subject: Lawnmower Boy, part four

This story is a work of fiction.  It is a story about consensual sex
between a boy and a man.

Thanks for the great comments and feedback.  I hope you enjoy part four.

I appreciate any comments to MNStoryGuy@gmail.com.

Lawnmower Boy


The next day I was sitting on the front steps of the house waiting for the
pastor to arrive.  I was surprised when a car pulling a boat drove up in
front of the house.  I practically ran out to greet the pastor.

"Is this your boat?" I asked when the pastor climbed out of the car.

"No, it belongs to one of the members of the church.  But he lets me use it
whenever I want.  Do you like to fish?" he asked.

"I don't know.  I've never been fishing before," I admitted.

"Never?  Well it is time to change that.  Are you ready to go?"

"I just have to lock up the house.  Do I need to bring anything?"

"Nope, I've got everything we need."

I locked up the house and then returned to the pastor's car.  I climbed
inside and we drove off.

"It's a bit of a drive.  Feel free to get comfortable.  You can lay your
head in my lap if you want." The pastor said with a wink.

I smiled and laid down, putting my head in his lap.  I reached over and
massaged the bulge in his jeans.  When I felt his dick begin to get hard I
found the zipper and pulled it down.  I was surprised to find that the
pastor wasn't wearing any underwear.  I pulled his half hard cock out of
his pants and started sucking it.

"Oh that feels good.  You really like sucking dick, don't you?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," I answered.  "Especially yours."

I sucked the pastor's dick the entire time we drove.  When he would start
to get close he would pull me off.  I would suck on his balls for a while
and then return to his dick.  I was in heaven.  When we got close to the
lake the pastor made me stop sucking him so his dick would go soft.

"Why didn't you cum?" I asked.

"I want to save it until later," he said with a smile.

After a bit of a drive we got to a lake that I had never seen before.  The
pastor parked the truck and stuffed his dick back into his jeans.  I
climbed out of the car and watched as the pastor launched the boat.  Soon
we were making our way across the lake.  I sat in the front and enjoyed the
wind blowing in my face.  The pastor drove the boat across the lake to a
small inlet.  He dropped anchor and announced, "Here we are!  This is my
secret fishing spot."

We spent the next couple of hours fishing.  Pastor Miller taught me how to
bait a hook and cast the line.  When I caught my first fish he taught me
how to take if off the hook.  Pastor seemed to be having more fun watching
me then actually fishing.  Every time I looked over at him he was wearing
his ever present smile.

"You getting hungry?" he asked.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Well, let's go to shore and have a little picnic.  Reel in your line."

I reeled in my line while he pulled the anchor.  He started up the motor
and drove us the short distance to the shore.  He ran the boat right up
into the shallows until it hit bottom.  He then jumped out of the boat into
the water.  He grabbed the anchor from the front of the boat and walked up
to the shore.  He dug the anchor into the sand, securing the boat.  Pastor
then returned to the boat and had me hand him the cooler and duffle bag
that he had brought.  Pastor carried these to shore.  I took off my tennis
shoes and jumped into the shallow water.  I waded to shore and joined
pastor.

Pastor opened the duffle bag and pulled out a blanket.  He spread it on the
ground.  He opened the cooler and threw me a can of cola.  I popped the top
of the can and chugged most of it.  The pastor pulled several sandwiches
out of the cooler.  He then pulled a bag of chips out of the duffle and
ripped it open.  We sat on the blanket and ate our sandwiches and chips and
looked out over the lake.
After lunch Pastor Miller suggested we go for a swim.

"I didn't bring a swimsuit," I protested.

"That's ok. You don't need one here.  No one can see us," he said as he
stood and began to undress.  Soon he was standing naked in front of me.  He
turned and ran into the water.  I quickly undressed and followed him.  The
water was cool and refreshing.  We swam around and splashed either other.
 After a while I was starting to get cold so I got out of the water.

"There are towels in the duffle," Pastor yelled from the water.

I pulled a towel out of the bag and began to dry off.

"Throw me a towel," Pastor said as he walked toward me.

I pulled another towel out of the bag and threw it to the pastor.  After we
dried off we laid down on the blanket.

"So, how do you like fishing?" Pastor asked.

"It's fun.  I hope I can do it again."

"Well you are welcome to join me anytime," he said with a smile.  He
reached over and messed up my hair.

"Cool," I said loudly.

The pastor got quiet for a few minutes like he was in deep thought.
 Finally he said, "Tim, I need to talk to you about something."

"OK."

"You do realize how important it is that no one knows about what we do
together?  You know, like what you were doing to me on the ride here.  I
mean, there are people who wouldn't understand and would get very upset.  I
could be asked to leave the church or worse."

"I wouldn't tell anyone.  I swear."

"That's a good boy.  I hope we can have more fun like that, if you want of
course."

"I want to do it more.  I really like it."

"Good.  I'm glad to hear that.  I also want you to know that I would never
force you to do anything you didn't want to do or anything to hurt you."

"I know that."

"I just wanted you to know that.  Remember when I told you about the
minister that took me under his wing?"

"Yes, kind of," I was a little fuzzy about that story since I had been
focused on the pastor's dick.

"Well, that minister introduced me to sex.  But he wasn't nice about it. He
forced me to do things.  Later I learned that I liked it and didn't mind."

"Why did he force you?"

"Well, I was scared and he wasn't willing to wait until I was ready."

"Well, I'm ready.  I like it."

"Why don't we move back behind those trees and have a little fun?"

"OK," I said and got up off the blanket.

The pastor grabbed something out of the duffle bag, picked up the blanket
and led the way into some trees. Just beyond the first trees there was a
clearing.  He put the blanket down and told me to lie down.
"I want to fuck you, Tim." He said quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"I want to put my dick inside you and make love to you," he explained.

Love? I didn't think I would ever hear a man say that word to me.  At that
moment he could do anything he wanted to me.

"OK," I said with a smile.

"Now, it might hurt a little at first but I promise you will like it.  Do
you trust me?"

"Yes."

Pastor lay down on the blanket between my legs. He sucked my dick and
licked my balls before grabbing my legs and pushing them up against my
chest.

"Hold your legs," he instructed.  I grabbed my legs and held them against
my chest.  The pastor lowered his face to my butt.  When I realized what he
was going to do I was momentarily disgusted, but when his tongue touched my
virgin hole something like electricity shot through me.  Pastor's tongue
licked all around my butt making me squirm with pleasure.  I felt him try
to push his tongue into my hole.  He licked and sucked on my butt for
several minutes.

I felt him put a finger against my hole.  He rubbed his finger around my
hole before pushing it inside. He worked his finger around and pushed it in
a little further.  His finger felt good inside me and I wanted more. The
pastor's tongue was still licking around my hole as his finger moved in and
out, his tongue keeping it good and wet.  He pulled his finger out and
pushed his tongue inside me.  This time it went in deeper.  He withdrew his
tongue and the pastor pushed two fingers inside me.  I let out a little
grunt as the two fingers pushed past the tight ring of muscle.  I felt a
sharp pain but it quickly subsided as the pastor began working the two
fingers in and out.  He pushed the two fingers into me as far as they would
go and I let out a moan.  The pastor worked the fingers around stretching
my hole even more.  Finally he withdrew his fingers and stopped licking me.

"I brought some lube.  It will make it easier for you," the pastor held up
the small bottle that he had grabbed out of the duffle bag.  He squeezed
the clear liquid onto his finger tips.  He then rubbed the liquid into my
butt. It was cool but really slippery.  His fingers slipped inside me more
easily with the lube.   He then squeezed some lube onto his hard dick.  He
smeared the lube all over his dick making it glisten in the sunlight.  The
pastor leaned forward and placed the head of his dick against my hole.  It
felt huge compared to his fingers.  I was sure there was no way it would
fit inside me.

"This will hurt a little, but I promise the pain will go away.  Then it
will feel really good."

"If you promise," I said nervously.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yes."

He pushed forward and the head of his dick popped inside me.  A sharp pain
tore through me.

"Ow!  Stop!  Pull it out!" I pleaded.  Instead the pastor leaned over me
and kissed me.  I was shocked. For a second I didn't know what to do.  My
butt was on fire but the pastor was kissing me.  Only my mother ever kissed
me and never on the mouth.  I kissed him back.  The pastor's tongue slipped
into my mouth and I sucked on it.  I was so caught up in kissing him that I
pushed the pain out of my mind.  The pastor's tongue withdrew and I pushed
my tongue into his mouth.  He sucked on it gently.  It felt incredible.  I
truly felt loved at that moment.

The pastor broke off the kiss.  "See, that wasn't so bad was it?" the
pastor asked.  It was then that I realized that I could feel the pastor's
balls pressing against my butt.  His dick was completely inside me.  I felt
incredibly full.

"Wow, your whole dick is inside me," I exclaimed.

"Yes and it feels incredible," he said.  He lowered his mouth to mine again
and we kissed.  The pastor pulled his dick out slowly.  I could feel it
withdrawing.  He then pushed it back in slowly.  He slowly picked up speed,
fucking me faster.  He stopped kissing me and put his hands on the back of
my legs.  He pushed my legs further so that my butt was lifted off the
ground.  This gave the pastor better leverage and he began to really fuck
me now.  I looked down and could see his dick moving in and out of my butt.

"Oh man," I moaned.  "You feel good inside me."  My dick was jerking like
crazy.  Suddenly I came, shooting cum all over my chest.  I could feel my
butt squeeze the pastor's dick.  That seemed to push him over the edge. The
pastor pushed his dick as far into me as it would go.  He let out a loud
gasp as he began filling my butt with his load.    I could feel the hot
liquid splashing into my butt. When he had finished shooting he pulled his
dick out and collapsed onto the blanket next to me.  I let me legs fall to
the blanket.  I could feel some of the pastor's cum oozing out of my butt.
I looked over at the pastor.  His eyes were closed and he was breathing
heavily.  Finally he opened his eyes and turned to look at me.  He smiled
and asked, "Are you ok?"

"Yes, it felt really good.  I loved having you inside me."

"I knew you would like it.  I was a little worried that I was too big for
you."

"It hurt a lot at first but then it felt really good.  I didn't want you to
stop."

"Let's go wash off.  I could use a nap," The pastor said as he got to his
feet.  I got up and followed him back to the water.  He washed off and then
went back to the blanket.  We lay down on the blanket and the pastor took
me in his arms. It felt good to be held by this wonderful man.  We fell
asleep that way.  We slept for about an hour.

When I woke up I had a raging hard on.  I looked over to see Pastor Miller
sleeping on his back.  His dick looked so delicious that I crawled between
his legs and started sucking him.  His dick got hard but he didn't appear
to wake up.  I saw the lube lying nearby and decided I wanted his dick
inside me again.  I got the bottle and squirted some onto his hard dick and
smeared it around.

I straddled the pastor and began to lower myself down.

"Be careful," the pastor said.  I felt like I got caught with my hand in
the cookie jar.  I looked up to see him smiling at me.  I lowered myself
until the head of his dick was pressing against my hole.  I pushed down and
felt it pop inside.  I lowered myself slowly until I was sitting on the
pastor with his dick completely inside me.  I loved the feeling of his big
dick filling me.  I sat there enjoying the feeling.  The pastor reached
down and wrapped his hand around my dick.  I realized that he had poured
lube into his hand and was now smearing it all over my dick.

I raised myself up and began to ride the pastor's dick.  The pastor held
his hand in the right position so that as I rode his dick I was also
fucking his hand.  I think my eyes rolled back in my head.  I was breathing
heavy and rolling my head from side to side.  I knew I wouldn't be able to
last much longer.  I was on sensory overload.  I was going to shoot my load
at any minute but I didn't stop.  I bounced faster as I got closer to
shooting my load.

I let out a yell as I began shooting cum all over the pastor.  I didn't
stop bouncing up and down on the pastor's dick.  I felt my butt clench his
throbbing dick.

"I'm getting close," the pastor said.  His hand was still stroking my still
hard dick.  I decided I wanted to taste the pastor's cum so I pulled myself
off his dick and climbed between his legs.  I took his dick into my mouth.
 The lube tasted terrible but fortunately it didn't last long.  I sucked
him deep into my throat.

"Oh man," the pastor gasped.  "You are incredible."

I felt very proud that I was able to bring pleasure to the pastor.  I
wanted to make him feel as good as he had made me feel.

"I'm going to cum.  I hope you are ready."

I mumbled an, "uh huh" just before he began shooting his load into my
mouth.  I pulled back so I could taste his sweet cum.  I continued to suck
until I was sure I had swallowed the last of his load.  I collapsed onto
the blanket next to the pastor.  He rolled over, took me in his arms and
kissed me.

Pastor announced that we should probably get cleaned up and head home.  We
washed off in the water again and then got dressed.  I help him load the
boat and we pushed off.  On the way back to the boat launch I sat on the
pastor's lap and drove the boat.  We bounced over the waves, banging my
butt into the pastor's crotch.  I could feel his dick getting hard.  When
we got near the boat launch I moved to the other seat and let the pastor
dock the boat.

I helped the pastor get the boat onto the trailer and then we headed for
home.  When we got to my house the pastor turned and said, "Same time next
week?"

"Great.  I'll be ready."  I wanted to kiss him again but decided it wasn't
a good idea.  I jumped out of the car and ran to the house.  When I got to
the door I turned and waved goodbye to the pastor.  He waved back and then
drove off.  I couldn't wait to go fishing again.

End of Part Four.  More to cum....