Hard Lessons

As Sunday services moved slower than usual for Archie, he found that he couldn’t keep his eyes off of the choir this day. The knowledge that Mary, the minister’s daughter, was stark naked under her choir robes, kept Archie’s cock stiff. The minister preached on and on about the dangers of sex and lust and how “our young members had to protect themselves from the evils of lust and fornication.” All Archie could think about was how he wanted to fornicate the minister’s daughter right on the altar. The minister went on saying that this was a hard lesson to learn but it was necessary for salvation. The congregation nodded their heads in agreement while Archie gave his undisciplined cock a squeeze hoping that it would go down as he thought, “This really is a hard lesson!”

As the closing hymn began, Archie stood carefully, trying not to reveal the tent that was pitched in his pants. He followed his parents and sister downstairs to the Fellowship Hall where he began devouring a plate of warm sticky buns and a large glass of milk. He was busy licking his fingers when Mary and her parents wandered over to greet the Andrews family. As the adults passed small talk, Mary whispered to Archie that if he enjoyed licking his fingers after the sticky buns, he really was going to enjoy desert.

Just then, Mary’s father turned to Archie. “Young man!”

Archie froze.