"Don't leave yet, your mother is on her way home with dinner. Its your favorite, Pizza!" Jeffery's dad said to him, while he was trying to get someplace where he could safely remove Brad.
"Shit!" Jeffery thought to himself. Turning around slowly, he said "Oh that sounds great, Dad." He knew there was no way to get out of eating with them without a lot of suspicion.
"Are you ok? You seem to be walking a little funny."
Jeffery quickly came up with a lie "Oh, umm, I think I pulled a muscle in my leg earlier, while I was jogging."
"I didn't realize you had gone jogging today, well that should teach you to stretch more before you go jogging, now won't it."
"Yeah, I suppose so" Jeffery said, thankful that his father had believed his lie. About that time Jeffery's mother walked in the door followed by Mary Sue. They all went into the kitchen and sat around the table to eat. Jeffery set the jock-in-the-box down on the table near the door.
As Jeffery sat down at the table, he winced slightly as the chair forced Brad further up his ass. His mother gave him a bit of a questioning look, but he continued on with the conversation. Suddenly Jeffery felt an odd sensation against his prostate. It felt good, really good, and soon he had a raging erection in his jeans.
The pleasure was mounting within him, and Jeffery wanted to moan. In order to cover it up some, he picked up a slice of pizza, and tried to moan, like it was just really good pizza, but the moan was a little much, and the whole family was staring at him, when he put the pizza down.
"What?" Jeffery said, still trying to keep from showing the pleasure he was feeling from the sensations coming from his hole.
"Jeffery, you've been acting very stangely all night. Are you sure you're ok?" his dad asked.
"Oh yea, everything is just *ugh* f-f-fine" Jeffery managed to stutter out. The rest of his family looked at him, obviously not beleiving his lie. "I'm g-g-going to h-head out-t t-t-t-t-to mee-et the g-guyssss" he started to get up before a wave of pleasure ran through him, as Brad slipped out of his ass. Jeffery sat back down, forcing Brad back in, rubbing against his prostate, and forcing a loud moan out of him.
"Young man, you're not leaving this house until you tell us what's wrong. Obviously there's something wrong, you keep stuttering, you keep moaning and groaning, and you're having difficulty standing" his mother said, in a very demanding tone.
"Mom, its nothing, everything is fine!" He said emphatically. He started to get up again, streadying himself on the table, but it wasn't enough. His arms and legs gave out from the pleasure, he sat back down and Brad once again slipped over his prostate. This time, however, Jeffery was unable to hold back any more and started moaning and cumming in his jeans in front of his entire family. They all stood up, and his father rushed over, thinking Jeffery might be having a seizure. The cum had started soaking through his jeans, and where the head of his cock was they could see the cum pulsing through. It took nearly two minutes before Jeffrery stopped shooting, and lay on the floor in a puddle of his own cum, surrounded by the horrified expressions of his family. Then . . .