At 18, I was going to a very strict baptist church. But, I was also into porn and loved to bring playboy pics to church in my bible and then masturbate to them in any room I could find vacant. I would slip out during the service to do the deed. It made me cum hard doing something taboo in a church while the service was going on. 

One time I got caught by one of the strict deacons. He caught me just as I was getting started, pants around my legs and fully erect. He just stood there for a moment, then, to my surprise, smiled. "So, Dave. I've suspected you were up to no good for a long time. Your parents are not going to be happy about this."

I freaked and started to pull up my pants.

He stopped me. "Wait, just a minute, Dave. Not so fast." He was staring at my erect cock. Then he smiled. "Would you like to work something out so that I don't tell your parents?" I had no idea what he was talking about, but I was in.

"That would be great, Mr. Jon. I'll do anything so they don't find out." 

Mr. Jon smiled again. "That's what I hoped you would say." I smiled back, eager to please Mr. Jon so he would keep this secret. 

"Here's the deal." He started undoing his belt and pants and to my surprise, dropped them to the ground. I noticed his semi-erect cut cock and he started rubbing it a little, "You're going to give me a hand-job while we look at your girly pics." 

I was stunned. "WHAT!?" He glared at me and I lowered my voice. "I mean what are you talking about. I'm not into guys."

He just returned another smile. "Me neither, Dave. But, that's the deal. You jack me off and make me cum and I promise to keep this a secret. If you don't, I'm taking you right to your father and the pastor to show them what you've been doing. So, what's it going to be?"

 He had me trapped, but I really didn't want to touch him. I had only a little experience with girls and no interest in guys. But, my dad would destroy me if he found out and they would make a public example of me.

"Okay, Mr. Jon. But, you can't mention this to anyone." He nodded agreement and smiled at me, moving close so I could touch him. 

"Well, get started, Dave." Reluctantly, I reached my hand for his soft cock and started rubbing. It felt similar to mine, but quite a bit bigger. In just seconds he was hard in my hand and I looked down. His cock was at least eight inches long and very thick. Mr. Jon was praising me as I stroked. I was enjoying his compliments and forgot I was touching another guy. I started really trying to please him.

"Oh, yes, Dave. That feels so good. Keep doing that. It won't be long." I sped up a little and he blew almost immediately. Cum went all over the floor and my hand and I kept stroking until I was sure he was satisfied.

We cleaned up the mess and Mr. Jon assured me that he would keep the secret. And he did...  (to be continued...)