When a Mormon boy is on his mission, he’s almost never alone. Nearly every second of every day, he’s either paired up with a companion, in the company of a priesthood holder, or in a larger group setting where eyes can be on him at all times. One of the few moments where missionaries get a brief bit of privacy is when they use the bathroom or take a shower. The moments are only very brief, as their schedule is very regimented. But every boy looks forward to those moments of privacy.
An evening arose where Elder Ricci was able to linger in the shower a little longer than usual and he did not let it go to waste. As he closed his eyes and felt the warm water wash off the suds from his chest and genitals, he was reminded of his first night with Elder Sorensen… When the two first went on splits together, they spent the day going around town on their bikes, getting to know one another and talking about their mission experiences. Elder Ricci enjoyed his time with Elder Sorensen, but also knew he was a mission AP. He wanted to impress him.
Throughout that first day the two were frequently alone together. Elder Ricci thought nothing of it. That is until he caught Elder Sorensen checking him out. He couldn’t be completely sure, but every time the two were alone in a secluded area, Sorensen would stare at his body or hold his gaze a little longer than normal. And his eyes were always lingering on his crotch. It seemed as though he was waiting for Ricci to do something, but the timid boy wasn’t sure what to do.
After a long day of biking and sweating, Elder Ricci returned to his apartment with Sorensen and immediately undressed, desperate to take a shower. He was in such a rush that he didn’t close the door to the bathroom. And when he noticed that the door was still very much ajar, he was already under the running water. So he continued on, pretending to ignore it, but secretly hoping Elder Sorensen would sneak a peak. If he did spy on him in the shower, he would know what the boy really wanted.
Elder Sorensen had been aching to masturbate for days, seeming to never have a chance. His regular companion would wake up late every morning and shower in a rush. Sorensen barely had time to get hard, let alone jerk off and cum. Elder Sorensen was in the bathroom brushing his teeth, preparing himself for bed, when he could hear the faucet of the shower turn on. From where he was, Sorensen could see Ricci showering through the open door. At first, he considered simply running to his bed to jerk off. But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of this boy’s very large penis.
Sorensen was surprised by how long and girthy Elder Ricci’s member was. He had in fact been checking him out all day, but had yet to see him even in his garments. In this rare moment, he watched as Elder Ricci washed up his lean, athletic body. Elder Sorensen knelt down on the floor just out of sight and began stroking his erection through his garments. He watched through the open door as Elder Ricci touched himself all over. He was just out of view but the boy did leave the bathroom door open. He wondered if this young missionary knew he was being watched.
As Elder Ricci went about his bathing routine, Sorensen continued to tug and tease at his hard penis, stealing glances at every chance he could. As Ricci began to soap up his backside and butt, Sorensen noticed his manhood swell slightly. Elder Ricci ran the soap over his body slowly and methodically. He didn’t want to look out into the hallway, fearing that making eye contact would break the fantasy, but deep down he knew Sorensen was watching. The idea excited him, causing his penis to harden under the warm shower stream.
Ricci began to imagine what being with Elder Sorensen would be like. The two had only just met, but he felt a connection with him that was more than just typical missionary camaraderie. He wanted to touch his body, taste his lips, and feel his cock in his mouth. Elder Ricci soaped up his hands and began to play with his hole, making his dick even harder. He likes that, Elder Sorensen thought to himself, increasing the intensity of his strokes. Sorensen removed his garments, getting easier access to his rock hard shaft. His eyes stayed glued on Elder Ricci’s wet body, letting his mind fantasize about what fucking him would be like.
He imagined eating the boy’s hole, feeling how tight it would feel on the tip of his tongue, and how warm and relaxed he could make it. He considered the weight and width of the boy’s cock, imagining how it would feel in his mouth, making its way to the back of his throat. Soon the steam from the shower made its way toward him, heating him up even more as he stroked himself. As Elder Sorensen pulled at his erection, he could feel the familiar tightening of his prostrate, readying itself for ejaculation. Sorensen knew he had to cum before his companion came out, but didn’t want to waste a second of this opportunity.
