Finish him.*

You continue to fondle the smoothness of his shaft. The pleasurable feeling of your fingers leaves him squirming and groaning in delight, as if you're bewitching him with the magic of a love goddess. In reality, you're doing very little, but it is exciting to feel the power. Though, you look around nervously. If someone caught you giving a hand job to a boy in public, what would they think?! But you do enjoy the excitement a little bit...

It only takes a few moments longer before he moans out and you can feel his shaft ejaculate in his pants. His face is flushed red. You pull your hand back, and wipe it dry the best you can on the grass before looking him over. He seems to be using the bench to hold himself up as he catches his breath. That was quick, and easy.

"I, uh... Thanks. I promise nobody will see those pictures," he mutters out. "I need to, uh... go now," he adds as he awkwardly limps away. You can't help but find it funny, thinking about what he's dealing with, but you truly hope he's going to keep his end of the bargain.

You're still in the park, but your underwear is still an obnoxious problem.