3 days later
" I thought you said he didn't get mad anymore." A sobbing little Phil sat on the couch in Donny and Paul's front room.
"Well...I could have been wrong about that. He always seems to nice." Donny looked for answer in Paul who sat in his easychair with a look of judgment. "What do you think, darling?" A low grumble is all Paul could utter making Phil cry harder.
"Why didn't tell him?" Paul finally asked coming closer in his chair.
"I got scared."
"Scared of what?"
"I don't know..."
"Paul, don't." Donny knew what he was doing.
"Don you had your chance to help. Now it's my turn." His voice got gruff, and made the little one eyed on get up in a huff and storm out of the room, making Phil become worried.
"What are you scared of?" He asked again.
"Telling him." Phil said and looked down.
"Are you scared he might get angry? Did he hit you?"
"No he didn't. I'm not scared of him."
"I was gonna ask if you are and why are you dating him if you're afraid of him." He arched an eyebrow and looked closer to the little one who's stopped crying and just played with the end of his dress.
"I'm dating him because I love him."
"Does he love you?"
"Paul!" Donny came from the kitchen with a drink in his hand.
"Go back to your mint julep, Gordon. I'm talking to the boy." Paul said flatly.
"This my dear, is a Tom Collins. And right now it's the only man I want suck." Donny gave a sassy face and sucked on the straw of his drink and left. The tension in the air was too much for Phil. First Kevin gets mad now it's the happily together couple in an odd spat.
"Anyway." The loud word made Phil jump. "Does he love you?"
"I would think so, we've been together for six months without a problem."
"And what brought all this up?"
"Well, I guess nothing really did. I just was so worried about if Kevin wants to...have." Phil struggled to get the word out, but settled for another. "Relations after all this time. And I want to, like I said, but then I get scared and stop, leaving him to have to deal with himself."
"Sounds like he's getting sexual frustration. Saw a show on Dr. Phil about it. Loved it." Donny chimmed from the kitchen.
"He's angry about it?"
"It just means he's annoyed about not getting any, if you understand." Don finally popped out of the other room and sat on the couch next to Phil. "The more you keep tempting him and stopping, the more mad he's gonna get from it. He's getting mixed signals, dear."
"What do I do?" Phil stood up and looked at both minions.
They both said at the same time. "Just tell him."
"I can't." Phil said and sat down making both moan in annoyance of having to retell everything.
...
Kevin had been angry for those past three days. He didn't want to talk to anyone but the small chatter, and no one wanted to talk to him in fear of being beaten over the head like Jerry was. He had been avoiding getting close to Phil for he didn't want to be touched and brought to excitement again to be told to stop. He felt he was going to explode from this, in both ways. He hadn't been able to finish his erection like Phil thought he was. He had to do something, he debated whether or not to do this. But the other half of him won as he went to the single person bathroom near him, no one ever went in there so he was fine to work out his frustations.
He stood near the sink and pulled his gloves off to wash his hands from the days work, all the while rubbing himself near the sink, it was right at his level. Any touch down there caused him to become excited and he could feel his cheeks get hot and surge went over his whole body. His heart beat picked up as he backed away and unhinged his overalls to his breifs he wore, his penis was slowly starting to come out and he lowered the rest of his clothes down to expose his slowly stiffening member, the cold air on his hot penis made him begin to breath ragged as he leaned against the wall and used his wet hands from the water to slicken his hot shaft as he went down it. Being fulling exposed he was quiet large for a minion, being six inches long it also made him very proud of himself. His penis swelled as he was pumping himself more and more giving rubs to his tip with his palm, he twisted the head and worked his way down the length. He could feel the beat of his heart in it as he used both hands to pump at times. He didn't have to spit on his hands to ease the friction because he started to give his own coating of precum and rubbed it over his entire penis. He stopped to give himself some time to regain himself and not end now.
He learned a couple of tricks to make a lot of cum in one time, so he kept stopping himself and going back to his penis. Each time he felt closer and closer but he would stop it. He watched as it twitched from his heart beat, the colour had deepened to an almost purple on the head and dark red on the sides. He knew he could stop this time as he gave more pumps, that feeling in his stomach began and he braced for it. It felt like heaven to finally explode after all this time, he had a cumshot that went far and the rest just slowly covered his penis as it dripped out of him. He felt so good, he needed to release somehow and he had found it. He was sure if anyone walked by they'd heard his moans and pants but he wasn't ashamed. He slid down the wall and let his penis calmdown before he cleaned in the sink the best he could and tried to get rid of the evidence in the bathroom that anyone had done anything.
