Preparation Day is a unique time for a Mormon missionary. Missionaries only have a handful of hours on one day a week to do things for themselves. Elder Garrett obeyed the rules on all days including P-Day, getting up at the right time and getting all his chores and work done. Even with this diligent behavior, his desires always got the better of him. This particular week, he was placed on splits with Elder Sorenson, a missionary with whom heâ€™d never really had any interaction despite being AP. He was plenty nice and polite, but theyâ€™d only been together since the evening before. Without his regular companion, heâ€™d been stuck unable to even masturbate, making his hormones go crazy. Following a particularly intense P-Day game of soccer, Garrett returned to home to wash up. He stood naked under the hot water, feeling it slide over his sweaty body. He closed his eyes and thought of the sexy guys in their athletic shorts, seeing their muscular bodies move in his head. It didnâ€™t take much for his penis to get fully aroused. After all, it had been more than 24 hours since heâ€™d been able to cum. As he finished up, he looked out into the open space and saw Elder Sorenson. He was standing at the entrance of the room, naked, eyes fixed on him. â€œHey Garrett,â€ Elder Sorenson said, stepping into the room. His greeting was pleasant – even flirty. Elder Garrett stepped out of the shower and put on a towel, trying to mimic a sense of modesty. â€œYou donâ€™t have to hide. I was watching you.â€ â€œYou were watching me?â€ Elder Garrett replied, surprised and amused. His surprise turned to curiosity, wondering if they shared a common secret. Mormons are supposed to keep an eye on each other, but not when theyâ€™re naked and sporting an erection. â€œAre you going to fuck me?â€ Sorensen asked, feeling Garrettâ€™s naked body meet against his. His swollen member pressed between his butt cheeks. Without hesitation, pleased to have read the flirtatious signals correctly, Garrett responded confidently, â€œOh, yeah.â€ Elder Sorenson turned around, his fully erect penis brushing against Garrettâ€™s. They pressed their wet bodies together, touching their members and kissing softly and sweetly. They moved into the adjacent bedroom, precariously holding their towels around their waists as they continued to make out. Their hands ran over their wet bodies, feeling their smooth and toned frames. Elder Garrett lied back on an ottoman, leading Sorenson to follow on top of him. They kissed passionately as they removed their towels and rubbed bare skin to skin. Garrett was in such a state of heat that he couldnâ€™t help grinding his erection into Sorensonâ€™s flat stomach, getting off on the friction between them. He needed to cum. Badly. And Sorenson could hear it in his pants and moans. His cock wet with pre-cum and shower water, Elder Garrett easily slid his hard cock into his hole, feeling it push deep into his ass. Sorensonâ€™s eyes closed slightly, reacting to the pleasure that came from being fucked, but making sure to continue to watch his partner top him. Elder Garrett could have cum right then and there. A part of him begged to release. But he wanted to enjoy it. He held off, slowly pumping himself in and out of his new companion, exploring the feeling of his insides on his cock. He knew heâ€™d cum. And cum hard. And he wanted to work up enough to have Sorensonâ€™s hole dripping with it by the end. – Mormon Boyz.