First Contact (Sub Route)

There it was, twice in as many hours. The warmth in Adrian’s core radiated to her chest, causing her nipples to harden. There was something about knowing the effect that she had on Cole that was extremely validating.

Adrian couldn’t help but crack a sly grin, filled with pride as Cole’s erection lifted the blanket in the air.

Embarrassed, “Look man—“ Cole stammers out.

“It’s alright…” Adrian replied, cutting him off. “You’re pent up and I look like me, I get it but if we’re going to be stuck in here for days, you gotta calm down.” Adrian joked.

Seeing his friend’s relaxed expression and openness, Cole decided to exaggerate the truth.

“I have to calm down? Dude your moans were so loud I could hear in here, it’s what started this,” Cole gestured emphatically to his filled appendage.

Adrian’s face went white hot with embarrassment, “I …I uhh …didn’t realize I was that loud.”

“Well you were and now you’re in here, nipples hard…I’m dying here dude,” Cole groaned as Adrian quickly looked down to see two points through her shirt.

“Shit,” Adrian said, hands flying to cover them. “Sorry this pill is just…it’s just driving me crazy.”

Cole and Adrian sat for a moment, neither breaking eye contact. The silence lingered just a little too long before Cole said, “Well for real just text me what you need, I had ordered some things for myself and they should fit you but if there’s something specific.”

“No, nothing specific,” Adrian replied absentmindedly as her gaze fell back on Cole’s tentpole. Sensing an opportunity, Cole wordlessly moved his blanket down, exposing himself.

Adrian’s eyes lit up at the sight. Cole’s hardened member glistening once again with precum. Her mouth salivating slightly at the prospect of tasting Cole.

“Do you want to…” Cole asked.

“What? No…” Adrian said, but she did want to and without thinking, moved her left hand up Cole’s thigh. Tension mounting in her chest and in the room as they got closer to first contact.

“You tell no one,” Adrian hissed.

“Scout’s honor,” Cole promised

Adrian’s hand grazed Cole’s sac first, the prickly texture of his hair poking at her hand, before coming to grip around his base.

“Oh fuck,” Cole whispered, as Adrian slowly stroked his shaft before turning to face his cock. The thick, veiny meat in her hand had an intoxicating musk that made her pussy ache with desire. ‘I shouldn’t want to…but I do’ Adrian thought as she leaned down, getting close to Cole’s manhood.

Cole leaned back, amazed at how quickly things had changed between them and barely moving out of fear that he might make Adrian stop.

‘Holy shit. I'm really doing this.’ She lightly stroked it with her fingers, enjoying the noises that Cole made in response. Then she wrapped her fingers around it. She'd held her own cock before, obviously, but this was very different. It was someone else's cock. Cole’s cock. In her hand. A thrill shot through her. Starting at her pussy, it ran up her spine. She could feel the wetness between her legs. Fascinated, she began to stroke him slowly, watching her hand move. Her other hand crept forward almost on its own, and began to caress Cole’s balls. She looked up at him as her hand moved along his length, seeing Cole resting on his elbows, head back, eyes closed in pleasure.

Adrian continued to stroke Cole’s shaft, making a ring around him and applying different pressure at the top than at the bottom making Cole groan loudly from Adrian’s technique. Just when Cole thought it couldn’t get better, he felt a soft, spongy texture against the underside of his inflamed tip.