There's a Knock on a Window

It had been so long since it happened Caitlin looked out from her bed almost in disbelief. Years ago she had hung out with a guy from around the corner, he used to scale her garage and knock on her window after curfew. They would sneak out to roam the ravine trails and share ghost stories.

Now in the middle of the night, there was that same knock. That same familiar silhouette.

Caitlin debated rolling over in the dark of her room and going back to sleep.

Knock, knock, knock.

She rolled over, pulling the blankets up over her shoulder snuggly. She sighed deeply, what if he had seen movement. What if he really did need help?

Throwing the blankets off Caitlin rolled out of bed and creeped over to the light switch. Turning it on she waited for the momentary blindness to subside gazing upon a bare chested Steve smiling and waving.

Wondering what the story was Caitlin doddled over to the window flipping open a latch to swing it open.

She turned and walked towards her bed as Steve climbed in behind her. "It's been a while." He remarked looking around the room. Many of the teenage posters were gone now, many having their wall space encompassed by laden book shelves.

"Yeah, I have to wonder what brings a half nake... Jesus CHRIST!" Caitlin exclaimed as she turned to see a fully naked man where she expected Steve was only shirtless.

"I know I might not be a looker but that’s harsh." Steve commented standing casually in the middle of the room.

Caitlin covered her eyes quickly, embarrassed to be looking upon her exposed friend unexpectedly.

"Why are you in my room, naked?" Caitlin asked in an exasperated tone, hoping her sudden shriek hadn't woken anyone. She did not want to explain the naked man in her room.

"Do you have any ex boyfriend clothes I could borrow?" Steve asked, he really didn't care about an answer, he was here to naked man her with his pheromones acting as a boost.

"Why are you in MY room, naked Steve?" Caitlin reasserted, wondering if she had anything that might fit him taking a second glance, pausing momentarily in admiration at Steve's amazingly toned body.

"Well there was a dare for me to go skinny dip in George's pool..."

"You're too dry to have been skinny dipping." Caitlin quickly cut off, she peeked around to confirm what she thought she glimpsed. The peek slowly drawing out into a stare.

"So I strip naked on the deck, and the bloody old man comes charging out. So I got stuck on this side of his place with no clothes." Steve quickly finished, watching his pheromones starting to have sway with Caitlin.

Caitlin blushed as she realized she had been staring and went over to her closet.

"I might have a pair of track pants you can borrow..." She mumbled trying to stop wondering when Steve got so hot, or even more embarrassingly, what he could do with the cock slung between his legs.

She face palmed, how could she even be thinking such a thing?

Crouching down she shuffled through a bottom drawer finding just what she was looking for.

"Ah ha!" She declared pivotting around to meet her eyes with a now rigid penis.

Steve stood a foot away from her still, Caitlin's mouth hung half open as she stared at the cock before her. She could smell the sex off it, it reeked of it. The thought of it being fucked recently making it even more alluring somehow.

"Sorry to break the stereotype, but my eyes are up here." Steve remarked turning and stepping away. He noticed the room door was open, he'd have to keep quiet.

Caitlin shook her head, "Sorry it's just so... Big." She replied finding her gaze drifting back to the cock for reasons she couldn't imagine other than fascination.

Her mind was getting hazy with sudden sexual thoughts, many of which she couldn’t believe she had creeping around in her head.

"That's not my fault, it has a mind of its own when there's a gorgeous woman nearby." Steve replied, turning and flexing his cock up and down as if it was nodding in approval. Caitlin giggled, yearning for the cock to come closer again. She fidgetted with her raven hair, grabbing an elastic she tied it up in a pony tail. She didn’t want it getting in the way, she didn’t know why or of what.

Her nipples meanwhile were gunning through the almost sheer tank top riding high on her C cup breasts.

She shook her head, this was ridiculous, this was Steve. She threw the track pants at him to try on. "Hurry up, so we can get you out before anyone sees you."

"Still need to explain why you have boys in your room?" Steve mocked.

"No, I'm not sure I can explain that thing you're waving about." Caitlin replied, pointing at the cock as it reached up over the waistband of the pants.

"Any chance you have a top that fits?" Steve asked Caitlin with a wink, “These pants don’t seem to contain it.”

She shook her head, she had to get him able to cover up so she could get him out of here.