Library

I guess I should go to the library. There’s no point in having an education if you don’t use it right. I make my way down the hall until I’m standing in front of the library. I think it’s pretty impressive to be honest. All this knowledge in one place and you just have to pick bits and pieces of it until you’re able to graduate. I want to sit at my normal desk which has one seat so I can just quietly focus on what I need to do but some girl has claimed it and instead I have to go looking. Searching for a table to sit at in a fully packed library is never fun. You don’t want to sit with people you know because then there’s this awkward tension between you as you try and do your work without thinking about if you’re annoying them or anything. Instead I make my way up the stairs again towards the quieter section of studying. I also don’t usually like doing my work here either because of the feeling that any noise you make is too much noise. I scan the area and notice that there is a seat available. On a table with someone else. Fuck. I start walking over slowly, accepting that at this time it is my fate. However, I quickly realise that I do know the person sitting at the table. It’s Calvin, from the football team. We’re not the closest of mates but it’s better than sitting with someone random. As I arrive at the table I place my hand on his shoulder, a surge of heat flows through my body again. I feel like I’ve somehow reignited the ashes of what Dhruv left behind within me, the desire is burning stronger than it was in class. Calvin turns his head to look at me, his face is plastered with annoyance before he realises that it’s me.

“Oh hi Cory,” he gives me a weak smile, again we’re not the closest on the team but he seems unusually awkward right now.

“Sorry I’ve got some research to do and an essay to start. There were no free tables downstairs.” He nods slightly, but I can tell he isn’t listening. He’s seeming to have zoned out completely. “Calvin you alright?”

“Yeah sorry, I was listening. Sit, work, keep me company.” As I sit down, he goes back to doing whatever he’s working on. Clicking at the keys on his laptop.

“I wonder what this emergency meeting is all about?” he looks up at me again, with an almost dazed look on his face.

“I dunno, maybe he’s announcing new uniforms, or we finally have a mascot.”

“Do you have some inside information that I don’t?”

“I’m sure you wouldn’t mind the uniforms, would you? As long as they were shorter and tighter that is?”

“Calvin, you know I would never look at any of you that way, I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

“Did I say you’d make me uncomfortable?” He stretches back on his chair, his top hitches up showing off his flat stomach. “See can’t keep your eyes off me, you’d love to watch me running around in a new uniform, so you can see it clinging to my thick dick wouldn’t you?”

“Yes” it’s forward than I normally am but when in Rome I guess.

“I knew it. You just want my beer can stretching you open don’t you. You want me to try and split you in half. Bet you’re thinking about bending over the table right now. Getting me to lube you up with my mouth and then pushing into you? Is that what you want?” He’s openly stroking his dick now, which must have been what I interrupted when I came over.

“Yes” there’s no point in holding back now.

“To bad Cory, you can’t have it, you know what you can do, you can clean me up after I cum. You want to taste me don’t you?”

“Yes Calvin.” He starts stroking faster, the other people in the library don’t seem to notice but I’m also not paying any attention to them. My eyes are on Calvin’s, thick as a beer can dick, he wasn’t lying. His hand is flying up and down his thick white pole, how did I not see that it was out when I came over. I’m watching intently, waiting for the sign that he’s about to cum.

“Fuck Cory” his eyes are closed, I can’t tell if he’s fantasising about me or if he wants me to do something. He starts to come, spraying his stomach, his hand and the table. I quickly get to work, I start with his hand, running my tongue along every crevice, sucking his fingers until I’m sure it all gone. Before moving on to his stomach, cleaning the sticky white liquid off of him, not wanting to waste a drop if I can help it. I look over at the table and he looks at me expectantly. I lower my head and scoop the cum up with my tongue before moving back over to his dick head. I swirl my tongue around the top, dipping it into his piss slit and sucking harder to make sure he’s completely finished. I sit back in my chair when I’m done. “I did try to warn you.”

“Yeah, I was too slow.”

“Next time it goes in your mouth, or it doesn’t happen again.” He tucks his dick away in his trousers and starts packing away, “come on lets get to the meeting.