Fire drill

It is a warm Saturday morning, when you wake up to discover you have the room yourself. Mandy had texted that she would be in the lab all day working on a project. You go and take a nice warm shower and decide to have a little stroking session with yourself. Just has you find a video to watch and start to get comfortable the dorm fire alarms go off.

You throw on a t-shirt, some gym shorts, and your sneakers before headed down the stairs, and outside. As you exit the building, the firemen arrive, and the campus police start directing everyone to the parking lot. You know these things never end quickly, so you decide to go grab some lunch.

You grab a sandwich from the cafeteria and head to the quad. There are multiple groups of people in the quad all enjoying the nice weather. You find a nice quiet corner to sit down and start eating.

Just as you take the first bite of your sandwich a familiar face walks by. It is Heather from the panty raid. The girl who nearly jumped your bones before Heather stopped her. She is wearing yoga pants and a tank top that is barely keeping her large breasts cover.

You begin to wonder if she will recognize you, when she stops, looks down at you and says, “well if it isn’t mister panty raider.”

You feel your face getting red, and stutter, “Uh…ummm…it’s John”

She starts laughing before adding, “don’t worry…John…you’re not the only one this semester,” with a gentle smile on her face, which instantly calms you down.

Much to your surprise she asks you how your classes are going and how you are adjusting to college life. As she stands above you, you talk about dorm life, school, etc.

After about five minutes, you look down and see that your shorts are sagging open, and your bare cock is completely visible to Heather as she stands above you. In your haste to evacuate the dorm, you’d just slipped the gym shorts on, with no underwear, and the way you are sitting, the leg holes of the shorts simply opened and, there it was – your dick, in all its glory.

“Fuck!” you blurt out, as you reach down to adjust yourself and straighten your shorts out.

Heather giggles as soon as she sees you react. “I don’t mind. Really,” she says, “you don’t have to..... uh, do anything.”

“Well,” you answer, sarcastically, as you tuck your cock back into your shorts and stand up next to her, “it’s not your dick hanging out.” Then pointing over to the rest of the students sitting around the quad and add “There’s has to be 200 people out here.”

“Oh, come on, John, they’re way over there and I’ve been keeping an eye out..... I would have warned you if someone came this way.”

“Let me get this straight.” you reply. “You stood there the whole time and knew my dick was out for all to see?”

“Well, yeah.” Heather answers. “And, uh, I honestly wouldn’t mind looking at your penis a little more.”

“What?” you reply, not believing what you’d heard.

You start to think - Holy crap! Heather is asking me to voluntarily expose myself with probably 200 people around. Is she out of her mind? What if someone comes over, or what if we get caught?

As you think about it, Heather leans over and says, “I understand if you’re too scared. I just thought it would be fun, that’s all.”