Nicel Church: Divorced Men's Group

After having the first meeting in just their underwear, the eight members of the Nickel Church Men's Group were horny all the next week. They jacked off furiously with their cocks poking out of their boxers every night, wondering what Pastor William and Pastor Scott had in store for them the following meeting. As it worked out, when it was time to assemble once more it was extremely hot and humid, even more so than the previous week. Pastor William had tried to set up large fans in the meeting room, but all they did was blow warm air around. He wondered if the high temperatures would discourage the usual members from attending.

As it worked out, all eight men showed up on time, about half of them a bit earlier than usual. They were like a bull in a china shop, nervously pacing the room in anticipation of the evening's festivities. Pastor William and Pastor Scott were dressed in their usual black shirt, black pants, clerical collars, and dress shoes and socks. When everyone had taken their usual places on the sofas, Pastor William was the first to speak.

"I think everyone seemed to have a good time last week, I know I sure did. What did you all think about sucking cock"?

Michael was the first to respond in a halting voice. "Uh-h-h- I was a little scared at first, but I really liked the taste. David's dick was fucking delicious!"

David smiled as the other guys snickered. Pastor William nodded knowingly. "I suspect all of you loved the sensation of having a guy's hard dick in your mouth. Judging by the huge loads I saw all night, everyone seems to have cocksucking in their blood!"

The room was silent as eight pricks started to press against eight pairs of pants.

"Tonight might be a little different. I uncovered a scandal in our local boy scout troup 234. One of the Eagle Scouts came to the church and told me for the last three months, their meetings have been held just in their underwear too."

"Whoa! That is wild!!" Ben was incredulous, as were the other seven men.

"Yeah, there are eight 18-20 year olds in the program studying to be Eagle Scouts, but only four of them made it this time.Apparently, the four troop leaders decided they had to do something really special to become Eagle Scouts. Believe it or not, the four finalists had to give each other head with their cocks poking out of their boxers in front of the entire group until they came in each others' mouths.

"Holy Shit!!" Michael's jaw dropped.

And what's more, the four troop leaders kept their clothes on the whole time. It was only the scouts that had to meet and have oral sex in their underwear."

"That is so fuckin' unfair!" Pastor Scott was livid.

Pastor William continued "The four Eagle Scouts and their troop leaders were all invited to this meeting and should be here shortly. The troop leaders don't realize I know the whole story. Wait until they see what I have in store for them!! I vote we get down to our underwear before they get here to really shock the crap out of them."

All eight Nickel Church members nodded in relief. They were physically hot of course, but also getting sexually worked up by the prospect of what Pastor William had in store for the scouts. In a flash, they stripped down to their sleeveless undershirts and crew necks, as well as their solid and patterned boxers. Pastor William and Pastor Scott were sporting their usual wife beaters and full cut snow white boxers. All the men's shorts tented out prominently in the front by the force of their developing hard ons.

At that moment, the doorbell rang. "Ah, here are our guests now!" Father William had a smirk on a mile long.

When Pastor Scott opened the door, four fully uniformed scouts came into the room, followed by four similarly uniformed troop leaders of various ages. When they saw the Nickel Church Men's Group in just their underwear, they turned beet red and tried to exit the room, but Pastor Scott blocked the door.

"No need to leave so soon gentlemen, the men's group meets in their underwear because it's just too damn hot. By the way, I hear another group in this area meets in their underwear, too!"

Todd, one of the principal troop leaders, turned seven shades of crimson. "Yo-o-ou-u-u mean you know? H-h-h-ow did you-u-u-?"

"Never mind that", Pastor William looked at the hapless man sternly. "What I need to know is whether it is true or not?"

Todd looked at the floor and wanted to die. "I-I-t's true, the room we meet in is wicked hot and everyone wore boxer shorts that weren't so revealing. They just looked like regular shorts."

Father William wasn't impressed. "Underwear is underwear men. But I also heard the Eagle Scouts had to do something extra special besides their projects".

Now it was Frank's turn to be really embarrassed. His hands started to shake. "That w-w-aa-s-s-s my idea. The candidates didn't seem to mind".

Father Williams turned to face the Eagle Scouts. "Tell me the truth guys, did you have to give each other head while the troop leaders watched?"

All four nodded in complete shame, being too afraid to actually speak.

"What about the troop leaders? Did they have to get down to their underwear too?"

Jim, the oldest leader in the group, stammered and stuttered, but tried to answer the question. "U-u-u-u-h-h-h- no, just the scouts, we figured we didn't have to prove ourselves like they did."

"That is extremely unfair!!" Father William frowned at the troop leaders.

As members of this church, what you did was sinful and you need to be punished".

"P-p--u-n-n-n-n-i-s-s-s-h-h-h-e-d? Bill, the only troop leader to not say anything so far, managed to squeak out.

"Yes. punished. I could easily have you excommunicated from the church and removed from the scouting organization forever."

The four leaders were totally shocked. "P-p-p-p-l-e-e-a-s-s-se-e don't do that. We'll do anything, anything you say!"

"Now listen carefully men, I want you to undress each other to your underwear nice and slow. Then you need to suck on each other's cocks just like you made the scouts do, right in front of everybody. Got it?"

The four troop leaders looked like they were about to faint. Finally, Frank spoke up. "we can't- we just can't!"

"You can and you will." Now I want you to pair up and slowly take off your buddy's uniforms, one piece at a time. The scouts can undress each other as well.

At this point the eight Nickel Church men's cocks were hard as bricks, poking their boxers out into large tents. The anticipation in the room was at fever pitch, watching the four handsome scout leaders take care of each other was an unexpected treat.

Todd chose Frank to undress, and Jim was paired with Bill. John, a goody two shoes type, was the first eagle scout to choose a friend to undress, picking Marcus, a tall black young man with a 9 inch cock. Cody, a thug from Detroit was paired with Brook, another straight laced type who was almost entirely hairless.

"All right, I want shoes and socks off first!" Pastor William was jubilant.

Four very shaky hands nervously divested their buddies of their footwear and dress socks.

"Shirts next, and ties as well."

Todd was 28 years old, about 6 ft. tall and very thin. He slowly unbuttoned Frank's uniform shirt, revealing a stark white wifebeater that looked just like Pastor Williams. Frank was a 30 something beefy guy who had black hair popping out of his wifebeater. At the same time, 44 year old Jim very slowly unbuttoned Bill's shirt and let it fall to the ground. Bill wore a crew neck t-shirt and was moderately hairy. He was about 6 ft. 5 inches, and the tallest of the group, resembling a beanpole. In the meantime, John and Cody quickly dispensed with Marcus and Brooks' uniform shirts and ties. Marcus had a sleeveless undershirt while Brook wore a v-neck.

"Good work guys, we're getting there. Now ditch the pants."

Todd sunk to his knees infinitely slowly. With shaking hands, he undid the belt of Frank's tight pants and lowered the zipper. His trousers fell slowly, revealing blue and white striped boxer shorts and very hairy legs. Frank had worn boxer briefs when the scouts first started to meet in their underwear, but thought the true boxer shorts the younger men chose looked really good and had to try them. After a couple of weeks of sporting the roomier underwear, he decided to switch to them completely. Frank's fat cock was already half hard and the head poked out of the boxer slit. He stepped out of his pants and Todd threw them onto a nearby sofa. Meanwhile, Jim undid Bill's trousers and they quickly fell to the ground. Bill wore baby blue full cut boxers which looked really good on him. He had moderately hairy legs and was in excellent physical condition. Across the room, John helped Marcus out of his pants while Cody got Brook out of his trousers. Both young men were sporting their usual plaid boxers they had worn to all the underwear meetings.

"Okay, switch positions." Now Frank had to undress Todd and Bill needed to take care of Jim. After what seemed an eternity Todd stood very exposed in his wife beater and green plaid boxers, while Jim wore a v-neck t-shirt and blue plaid boxers. Like Frank, Jim and Todd had previously worn boxer briefs, but weren't too happy with them. The roomier boxers were a lot more comfortable and gave their larger than average dicks plenty of freedom. Nearby Brook helped Cody undress and Marcus took care of John. Cody chose a wifebeater and red checked boxers, while John had a crew neck tee and white tapered boxers similar to the type Stuart wore.

Father William smiled widely at the group. "I think we are ready. Todd, you are the youngest and have to go first. Now, haul Frank's dick and balls out of his boxers."

Todd looked ready to cry. "B-b-b-u-u-t-t-t I can't----I n-n-n-n-e-e-v-v-e-e-r-r-r-"

Father William wasn't impressed. "Stop whining Todd and just do it".

Frank looked incredulously at his best friend, not really taking in what was about to happen. Todd reached into Frank's striped boxers and pulled out a 7 inch cock and very large balls. Then he stuck out his tongue and made contact with Frank's aching sacks. He bathed each ball with copious spit, using his tongue like a slithering snake.

Frank quickly went into la la land. "Fuck, that is good, that is GOOD! His eyes were tightly shut as Todd explored every nook and cranny of his ball sacks. Then he decided to really up the ante. Todd took the peterhead and about 3 inches of Frank's prickshaft down his throat in one gulp. Frank let out a high pitched wail that was so loud it sounded unearthly. Todd then deep throated his best buddy into oblivion quickly getting the hang of breathing while Frank's horsecock slid into and out of his mouth.

At the same time, Jim kneeled down before Bill and reached into his boxers, emerging with a fat 8 inch monster and equally impressive meatballs. He fisted the massive organ slowly until it was fully hard. Then he sucked on the peterhead unmercifully, making circles with his tongue. Bill made so much noise it was a miracle the neighbors didn't hear it. "Oh my God, Jim, my GOD!!" Jim gradually got more and more of Bill's cock into his mouth until he was sucking about 4 inches in one thrust. Frank and Bill soon reached the breaking point, but they didn't want to cum just yet. Without being asked, they switched positions, taking Todd and Jim's swollen organs out of their boxers. At the same time all eight Nickel Church men and the four scouts reached into their shorts and emerged with painfully hard cocks. Michael passed around a bottle of baby oil he had gotten at Shop and Save, and in a matter of seconds, a dozen mens' hands flew over their excited pricks so fast you couldn't even see their fingers. Frank expertly jacked Todd's dick

until it was completely hard. Then he sucked the peterhead down in one gulp. Todd let out a loud moan as Frank slowly but surely deep throated his buddy's cock. After a minute or so of intense sucking, Frank vigorously throated Todd's dick like a pro. At the same time, Bill sucked Jim's dork slowly, enjoying the feeling of the massive organ hardening in his mouth. He ran his tongue up and down the side of Jim's dick, being goaded on by his loud moans of pleasure.

After about five minutes of vigorous sucking and jacking off, every man in the room was just about to go over the edge. Suddenly Father William's phone started to beep. He answered it quickly, hardly believing what he saw on the screen.

"Emergency phone call!" Father William was totally surprised. "Who could it be?"

(To be continued)