Fan Fiction ❯ The Library ❯ One-Shot

The library

By. Yuri Ryu

He won't live this one down…

It was a Thursday and school had let out about 6 minutes ago, and as usual there's always the after school crowd to tear up the books for a project or for their entertainment. I was in the biography section biology section looking for something on genetics.

I was looking and looking, roaming through 3 different books picking up some good facts. I was interrupted by a faint panting sound.

I herd what I thought was a males voice whispering, "hell yeah! That's my nasty boy."

I could swear he just said something about a boy. And on top of that I noticed that my erection was a lot larger than usual. But I'm wondering about myself, I'm not gay, im crazy for a girl so how could this be getting me so aroused?

How could watching a guy masturbate over a picture or some story get me so aroused?

I had to find out who this was. I peered over the left corner, not a soul except for a wall and 2 computers, to my right, notta thing!

And out of the very corner I saw this thing that looked like a head, and you know what happens; the person goes into shock and shouts out, then something happen with the other person.

That didn't happen. In fact I lurched my way towards him, he was facing me, indulged with ecstasy he didn't bother to look up to see if any one was watching. I ducked behind the human anatomy section. Of all the places, I had to park here? Oh well.

I watched him for no longer than probably 20 seconds, his breathing began to increase so you could tell he was almost at his peak before rolling into an orgasm. He was moaning softly almost like a girl would. He shifted around and lifted his hips off the chair and froze in that position for a second, and I was hypnotized by his orgasm for some reason, just watching the cum fall from the head of his penis almost made me cum right there in my pants, well that was about to happen if I didn't catch myself with my hand on my dick.

I rolled over to where my back was against the book shelves, and unzipped my pants enough to where I could pull my short but thick shaft out of my pants, I rubbed myself hard and kept an eye for my peak of orgasm so I don't blow my load all over the books in front of me.

I look back at him and he's going again, how does this guy just start back up again?! He just creamed on the table and now he's stroking him self again. I said to myself, I rubbed my self more, I kept the same rhythm as he did, every 4 strokes rub the head in a circular motion. I found out that it made this masturbating session more intense for me, including the orgasm. I had let my self go! Now I sit here flush red with embarrassment because I just left my signature on these books, and none of them have a plastic covering.

I sat there thinking to myself "well, I have done worse…"

Leaving myself hanging out, I crawled across the floor to get a better look at this guy, I get closer and I am shocked to see that this person is in my 3rd period class, not only that but he just came again and it hasn't been 5 minutes yet! This guy must be full of nothing but cum, it takes me about 10 minutes to recharge.

Now he's sitting there slouched in the chair with his cum dripping off of his dick and off the table, I move to get a better look at what he was looking at then I slam my head on the table that im under. He jumps up and pulls his pants up and doesn't bother hiding the evidence of what he was doing. He takes his book and runs out of the library.

While he was doing his best trying to look like he just got done with some studying, he had forgotten about the drops of cum on the front of his pants, oh well, it sucks for him. I get out from the table and clean myself up and try to get rid of the evidence of me and the books.

So that's my story of my encounter in the library and now since I told you about that I hope you enjoy, and oh yea, IM NOT GAY!