“And he didn’t notice you?” I had started out acting riveted by his story, and had progressed to actually being riveted. My cock was riveted too. I could feel a jumbo sized tent pitching in my sweats.
“Nope. The way he groaned when he came, I could tell he thought he was still alone down here. When he was bending over to pull his pants back up I snuck away. I watched him hurry out the front entrance from back up at the counter five minutes later.”
Cody seemed unburdened by his confession.
“I have.. SO many questions,” I exclaimed. “Did he have a nice cock? How did you stop yourself from interrupting him and asking if he needed a hand? Did you at least rub one out in his honor after you closed the library down? Come on, you gotta be blowing loads all over this place once you got the building locked up at night!”
Cody stared at me, incredulous.
“Who are you?… I mean I guess his cock was nice. I don’t know, I’ve never…. you know, I don’t have a lot to compare it to. Other than-” he looked down towards his own crotch, my eyes followed and noted the same bulge he seemed to notice for the first time, himself. “-you know… And no I don’t masturbate in here when everyone’s gone, and I didn’t that night… I waited until I got back to my dorm.”
His cheeks flushed again.
“Well, I’m Gavin. And if I were you, I would have gone right up to the dude and asked if he wanted help with that. And if I were that dude, and you came up to me while I was jerking it and offered to help, I guarantee I would take you up on the offer.”
I noticed Cody’s gaze periodically falling to the undeniable erection threatening to bust through my pants. He swallowed hard.
“Yeah?… But I’m not even sure I- well you know…”
“Yeah I do know, and the way you keep checking out my rig, I’m sure you do too.”
The kid was going for the world championship record of blushing. He also wasn’t fleeing away from me either.
“I could never just…” He started again, and trailed off.
“Sure you can,” I reassured. “Listen… How about I go down the next aisle over and start taking care of my business. You can watch, and if you’re feeling into it, you can offer me a helping hand. Spoiler alert; I’ll totally accept.”
He started looking around again nervously, like fellow students were going to start popping out of various dusty nooks and crannies.
“Dude, no one is down here and no one is going to come down here,” I assured.
He sighed and his lips turned up just enough to activate the dimples.
“Well if you have business you need to take care of, I definitely won’t stop you.”
“Right on, bro,” I beamed and clapped him casually on the shoulder.
Alone in the next aisle over I wasted no time uncaring the beast and giving him some room to breathe.
At this point, firmly over the 11-inch mark with thickness to match, stroking myself off was pretty much a two-handed job. Fully engorged, my right fist couldn’t even comfortably grasp completely around my pole. Thumb tip no longer made contact with pointer finger. My left hand had all it could handle grasping my mammoth ball sack, holding it in place and keeping it from smacking off of this, that and everything while I went to work stroking a fat drop of premium out of my bulbous tip.
Trying not to spook him off, trying to keep the scenario as accurate as possible, I only allowed myself to confirm my spy was there watching at the end of the aisle from the corner of my eye. I remained focused on servicing myself. Even still, I made sure to afford Cody the best possible view. I had my sweat pants pushed down to my mid-thighs to ensure my enhanced member and my toned buttocks were both on display if I angled myself sideways for Cody’s view.
As focused as I was on my self-pleasure, one of my sideways glances towards my watcher revealed that one of his hands had absentmindedly made its way down to the crotch of his jeans, where he massaged it over a defined bulge.
He still wasn’t moving in any closer yet. If I was being honest, I could easily double the efforts in my lap and blow a load if I wanted. But I wanted Cody in on the action. I had one more play up my sleeve.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back.
“Oh fuuuuuck yeah, Cody,” I moaned out, my voice carrying far out into the cavernous library basement.
Immediately I sensed Cody moving towards me in my periphery.
“Dude, shhh,” he was suddenly whispering cutely.
As he approached, I turned to face him. I couldn’t hide my amused smirk. I still lazily stroked myself as Cody stopped a few paces from me and stared unblinking towards my crotch.
“Hahaha, relax, no one’s going to hear us down here,” I assured.
Cody remained frozen, failing to acknowledge my assurance. Seeing where his stare was locked, I took the opportunity to slowly stroke out another shiny drop of premium. I watched Cody’s adam’s’s apple bob as he swallowed exaggeratedly.
“Holy shit, that’s… You’re- you’re fucking huge,” he stuttered.
“Thought you didn’t have much to compare it to?” I joked.
“I’m a bi-curious virgin. Doesn’t mean I’m not familiar with Porn hub,” he countered.
“Touche.” He hadn’t stopped staring at my cock throughout our back and forth. I gripped my massive pole from the base and playfully swung it back and forth. “You can touch it, if you want, all you gotta do is ask.” I encouraged.
He opened his mouth and a nervous squeak came out. He cleared his throat and tried again.
“C-can I…?”
He tentatively reached a hand out towards my crotch. I couldn’t help myself and turned my hips away from his grasp.
“Dude, what the fuck? I’m not gay,” I exclaimed, fighting to keep the devilish smirk off my face.
Cody blanched and stammered and seemed like he couldn’t decide where to go or how to react. It was one of the cutest things I’d ever seen. Still feeling bad for torturing him like that, I couldn’t keep up the act and turned my hips back towards him, displaying my bobbing mammoth. “Dude, I’m fucking with you. Go for it.”
Cody finally remembered to swallow again. I almost expected him to still pussy out. Instead, I watched as he ever so slowly reached his hand out. You would think he was attempting to grab hold of a viper poised to strike he moved so cautiously. Gripping myself by my thick base, I gave the monster another shake.
“It won’t bite, promises” I smirked.
Cody actually gasped and jerked his hand back at the sudden movement, he was so engrossed in staring at my cock. He glanced up for a second to see me smirking, blushed further and then looked back down at the prize. He let out a sigh and then moved in faster.
His middle and pointer finger made contact with my swollen purple glans. I heard his breath catch for a moment, and then he was rubbing his fingers over my tip, spreading around my sticky premium and sending a tickling jolt of pleasure down my shaft.
“That’s right, dude. Give a bro a hand.”
My coaxing words emboldened the shy cock-virgin. Before long I was leaning back against the stacks and Cody had both hands down in my exposed lap rubbing and roaming and exploring every rigid inch of my hefty pole, plump head and heavy balls. I tilted my head back against the shelf behind me and let out a satisfied sigh. “Stroke it for me, dude,” I coaxed.