With Sean distracted, I thought I’d be free to see Joe in the run up to the wedding, but now his time was taken up with suit hire, extra sessions at the gym, and planning something ’really special’ for the wedding. He did text me back at least, teasing me with selfies of his body but avoiding anything close to a dick pic.
By the time the wedding rehearsal came around, I was practically frothing at the mouth for him.
In case you missed it, this is not serious romantic erotica. It's a story about fucking through a family.
But wait...not enough drama? Let's add sex with a choir boy in a church. Whatever is happening, just go with it.
MC is moderately stressed out balancing his blossoming and heartfelt thing with Joe, his fun sex with Joe's father and soon-to-be stepfather, and then the church sex. That church sex comes back around in a hilarious addition to this incestuous juggling sex-a-thon. Highly entertaining if you are fine letting go of reality.
Also, the typos and lack of proofreading pops up more.
Moments:
• The kiss was long and tender, and I flushed when we drew apart and caught the eye of a young woman walking a black retriever. She smiled and gave me a little thumbs up. (w/Joe)
• As I walked across the threshold and into the church, I half expected to burst into flame. I wasn’t just a sodomite; I was a sodomite who’d been fucking the men who, in a week’s time, would be my step-dad and stepbrother. But there was no fire.
• I only stopped when the choir finished its song, the throbbing in my cock slowed as I fought to gain control over my breath, but as soon as the next song began, my body was off pause. (w/nameless, of age choir boy)
• An uneasy tension settled over me as I glanced unceremoniously around and tried to avoid catching Joe’s eye. Less than twenty-four hours ago, I’d fucked a choir boy on a pile of school bags, and now I was under the same roof as a father and son who’d both fucked me.