James Shares the Towel

Ashley watched as James peered over the cubicle door, absent-mindedly drying his torso with the towel. She watched the muscles in his shoulders flex as his arm moved, watched a droplet of water run down his spine and disappear between his toned buttocks. Thinking again about the last few minutes, her legs wrapped around his waist, his hard cock pressing against her, Ashley looked around for a distraction from the excited tingling which seemed to be coursing through her.

She fiddled with the empty ring of the handcuff, finding that she could quite easily push the hinged section inside, making the teeth of the ratchet click as it swung through the other half, then spin on its pivot to close again. She half remembered an old cop show where the cuffs were slapped on the wrist of some crook causing the loose section to spin over and catch on the little teeth, and thought about maybe trying it on her free wrist. But then her arms would be bound and James would have to save her again. Or she could cuff herself with her arms behind her back, and she wouldn’t be able to cover herself at all. Or she could handcuff herself to James, and they would be bound together, naked.

‘Ashley, for fuck’s sake!’ James’ voice cut through her daydream again. She looked up at him, confused for a second.

‘What is it?’

‘Come here.’ He looked a little impatient. How many times had he called her over?

Ashley moved toward him and he stood behind her, wrapping the towel around them. His penis was between her wet buttocks, sliding up to poke her in the small of the back as he pressed himself against her. The towel wasn’t quite big enough to wrap all the way around them both, leaving Ashley’s left side bare.

‘Hold this around you,’ James instructed. She could feel his breath on her neck as he spoke into her ear. It sent another shiver running through her. ‘It’s pretty quiet. We’ll need to go to the lockers for my bag, then we’ll go to my room. We’ll have to be quick.’

Ashley used her left hand to grip the towel against her side whilst her right hand, still with the cuff dangling from it held the top of the towel over her breasts. James placed one arm around her waist with his hand on her tummy and used the other to open the cubicle door. God, she thought, she would love to feel that hard cock push inside her now, feel his hand pulling her closer as he thrust his hips forward and fucked her hard against the door. Instead James whispered urgently, ‘now!’ and they moved together into the corridor.

It wasn’t easy to move with the towel almost wrapped around them. James had to spread his feet out to avoid stepping on Ashley’s heels, and she could only focus on his penis rubbing between her soapy buttocks as they moved. She could feel his balls against her with each step, his whole body pressed close to her. She wondered if she might cum like this, just from the exhilaration of this situation and the sensation of him behind her.

There were a couple of boys in the shower cubicles but otherwise they saw nobody on the way to the locker area. James guided them to his bag on the low bench at the end and he picked it up.

‘Okay, now to my room,’ he whispered.

‘Don’t you have any clothes?’ Ashley turned her head to him.

‘I came in my towel,’ he replied. Ashley almost sniggered at this in spite of herself. ‘It’s not far, and I figured I’d be back in a few minutes. I wasn’t expecting this, obviously.’

This gave Ashley a sense of panic. She had assumed he would have something for her to wear out in the main corridor. The two of them, bumbling toward his room like this was almost worse than running naked. She wanted to suggest that one of them should go to his room in the towel and bring back some clothes, but she also wanted to stay here pressed against him. She couldn’t deny that part of her found it quite exciting, the thought of trying to make it to his room with his cock sliding up and down between her buttocks, but surely it made more sense for one of them to wait here. They were certain to be seen, and this would probably draw more attention than if she just streaked through the crowds.

Ashley made her mind up.