Alex Two: The Next Time

She nodded, "OK, just let me know if you change your mind." she said as she got a diet coke from the
machine and tip tapped out.

I couldn't go back to rubbing myself now, I was right on the edge, I'd come in a slight breeze at
this point. Carefully I stood up, trying not to think about how that hose would feel under my finger
tips, on my legs, and quick footed it out in to corridor and took a sharp left into the bathrooms.
Right to the back, the Handicapped stall. Worlds fastest Pants unzipp’erer: Me.

Christ, I was so hard, How had I managed to keep this pressed between my stomach and pants whiteout
being in pain? My cock was bouncing in tune with my heart beat, once freed, one soaking wet,
sticky napkin on the end of it. And after a second that slowly pealed away with stringy precum and
fell into the toilet. So Close.

I took a breath, thought of something else random, the time I fell off my bike and ripped open my
calve when I was 12, but it slid into the image of me naked on a sick day home from school. The house to
myself until my sisters got home, pulling on a pair pantyhose I'd gotten from their room. No, no, something
else, anything else! but then there was broken images of the first shemale video I had seen with the
shemale fucking the guy up his ass. Me again, later, with the lubbed up handle of a Craftsman screwdriver
rubbing against my asshole, spreading the Vaseline around.

What was happening? I'd lost control of my body.

The springy squeak of the bathroom door startled me enough so I almost fell over. Then a voice, "Man,
you ok in there? its been like 15 minutes dude."

Wyatt. You can see down the corridor to the break room from the small administration section that
leads into the loading dock, usually the big double doors are opened during hot days so the people that
smoke shoot the shit there on breaks.

"Yeah, stomach is a little upset." I held my cock tight, feeling it pulse. a huge drop of precum fell from
The tip and plopped into the toilet loudly.