Just the hands-off approach. For now.

“Do you … want to jerk off?” you ask, a little more hesitantly. The way his bulge twitches definitely says yes, but you wait all the same.

“… that’d be weird, right?” Not a no.

“Maybe. But you’re clearly hard as a rock down there, and I’m going to be distracted if you keep trying to check me out without me noticing,” you reason, as much to yourself as to him. This is definitely because you’re so horny, but it’s easier to try to pretend it’s not. And you have to admit, you really want to see what Alex has down there. “And I dunno’, I haven’t tried it. Maybe I’ll join you.” You can hear the flirtatious tone you’re adopting, and don’t make any effort to correct it. You smile at him in faux innocence, waiting for him to answer as you let your shirt back down.

Slowly, Alex undoes his pants. You watch him pull out his dick, and gasp gently when you see how big and angry it looks right now. Definitely much bigger than you were, and you weren’t exactly small in the first place. He starts to stroke it a little, and you grin as you feel the shorts you’re wearing start to soak through in the front.

“Anything I can do to help?” you ask coyly.