Behind the Church Shed - Sex Stories

Behind the Church Shed

... mouth to stifle a giggle, Melinda decided to let this play out. Besides, she reasoned, cluing him in on her presence would probably make him more embarrassed than if he had peed his pants. As reasonable as this was, she couldn’t come up with good justification as to why she was watching, but she did. Her hand still pressed to her lips, Melinda watched as Brian slowly pulled down his underwear, his penis springing free and into the cool air. Her eyebrows rose as she realized that the kid had a stiff boner. She’d seen her husband try to pee with one of those once and had asked him about it. It was evidently not much fun. Feeling a bit guilty now, Melinda couldn’t help but compare the penises of the two Brians in her mind. Her husband’s was much fuller than this kid’s, and longer, but the teen in front of her must have been extremely horny, because she’d never seen a dick stick straight up so hard like that. It gave her a perfect view of the balls beneath, lightly covered in hair. For a while, Brian just stood there, letting his penis soak in the autumnal air, and if Melinda was to have gone in and ignored everything else that was about to occur, this was the point she could have done it. Later she wondered if she should have. Tentatively, as if it were a skittish animal, the boy wrapped his right hand around his shaft and started to stroke up and down. Eyes bugging out of her head, Melinda realized that Brian wasn’t there to pee. He was there to jack off. She watched, ...

... entranced, as his pumping became more pronounced. Both of them had their mouths open the slightest amount. “That horny little bastard,” she whispered, giggling a little again and blinking several times in succession. Almost as if he could hear her words, Brian looked around. Melinda took a step back and almost went inside, but the kid still didn’t see her. Turning away from her, he bent over and shoved his pants all the way down to his ankles, giving her a perfect view of his butt, balls dangling between his legs. It was a nice ass, if thin, and she felt herself biting her lip. “I really shouldn’t be watching this,” Melinda said to herself, but she didn’t take her eyes away from the scene in front of her. No sane, straight woman would have the willpower to look away from THIS. Brian dropped down and laid in the grass, belly first, and started humping the ground, butt in the air. If Melinda hadn’t been so hypnotized by it all, she would have been slightly disgusted, but as things stood she found the scene… well… cute, was the only word she could think of. Maybe even endearing. His dark hair waved a bit in the wind as he turned over onto his back, stroking his member yet again, this time much harder than before. It was difficult to tell from this distance, but she thought his eyes were closed. His entire body was tensed up, little muscles bulging from his arms, legs and abs. Dish towel still in hand, Melinda leaned forward, putting her elbows on the deck railing, hardly blinking. ...