Sally
Forget about me being feisty and acting like I didn’t give a shit. My heart pounded wildly in my chest. I was actually touching Colby. He wore a mildly erotic expression-parted lips, eyes hinting at enjoyment, and hands clenched at his sides.
I was still surprised that he wasn’t pushing my hand away. Was he genuinely enjoying this… me touching his cock?
But, damn, he was enormous. As I rubbed his base, his cock seemed to grow even bigger and heavier in my hand. Should I pull away? It was getting intimidating, and besides, we were in the staircase where anyone could walk in on us.
My hand moved to the shaft, and I swear I heard him groan softly. Oh my! Colby was actually enjoying this. Slowly, I made my way towards his tip, which took forever because, seriously, why did he have such a massive dick? I discovered some angry, thick veins along the way.
Kudos to the girls who could handle this, because I sure as hell couldn’t. It was what they would call a ‘monster cock.’
As soon as I reached the tip, I gave it a squeeze. He let out a hard, loud breath, but when something cold and metallic hit my hand, I shivered.
What the hell was that? I touched it and realized it was shaped like a dumbbell. I gasped and let go, slipping my hand out of his pants. I looked up at his face to meet his hardened glare, which seemed to be shooting arrows of fire at me.
“What was that?” I asked, rubbing my affected hand. “I felt something on the tip of your…”
I couldn’t even finish my sentence. I was back to my good girl habits, so I just stared at him, hoping he’d understand and explain it to me. I was genuinely curious and needed to understand what I’d touched.
Instead, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me away. Where was he taking me? What did he want? I didn’t resist or try to wriggle my hand free. Maybe I deserved it. After all, I had just touched his cock without his permission. If only he’d answered me and hadn’t made me mad, maybe I wouldn’t have done it.
He was so obnoxious!
Before I could grasp what was happening, he led me into the men’s restroom and into a stall, pushing my back against the wall, cornering me.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked after taking my hand off him. “This is a men’s restroom! What’s wrong with you? What if someone sees me here and labels me a freak?”
“Aren’t you already a freak after touching me like that?” he growled, his eyes narrowed in anger, jaw clenched.
I scoffed and signed, “So you really do understand sign language after all? Tell me, why did you pretend not to understand?”
“Enough with this yammering bullshit,” he snapped, his voice almost loud enough to draw attention. Why was he trying to get me in trouble?
“You got me hard, so fix it,” he added, his voice low and dangerous.
“What are you talking about?” I signed quickly, panic rising in my chest.
“It’s all your fault,” he whispered, his lips against my ear, making me shiver. “You shouldn’t have done that.”
My gaze lowered to his massive bulge, and I couldn’t help but think it looked like it would rip through his pants at any moment. I pushed his chest so he’d look at me, and I signed, “And what do you expect me to do now? You made me mad, and that’s why I did that.”
He scoffed, grabbing my hand and placing it on his waistband. “Take it out and do whatever you want with it. Just make me cum.”
Was the renowned and highly desired football player in school, my new stepbrother, and my secret crush asking me to pleasure him? I actually wanted to do it, but I was scared. I had never done anything like this before.
“What are you waiting for?” he asked, now pressing his bulge against me and rubbing it against my jeans, making me whimper softly. It felt… good.
“Be quick before the restroom gets crowded,” he urged, not giving me a chance to admit my inexperience.
My hand slowly gripped the waistband of his pants, and I carefully pulled them down, only to be met by tight, short underwear that revealed the entire outline of his dick.
He was undeniably huge. I pulled his underwear down as well, my hands shaking slightly. His cock sprang up, and I nearly screamed. It was a monster cock-big, and long, just as I had felt, but seeing it now, it was even more impressive than I had imagined. It had a few small veins at the sides, almost purple in color, and my gaze traced the length to the tip, where I saw a fucking piercing.
What the fuck! That’s what I felt back then? A piercing? Who would have thought he had a piercing there, just like the small but striking earrings in both of his ears?
“What?” he asked, drawing my attention back to him. “Haven’t you seen a pierced dick before?”
I wanted to correct him with, “I haven’t even seen a dick before, let alone a pierced one.”
Instead, I signed, “Doesn’t matter. I have my belly button pierced too.” I showed him, lifting my top slightly to reveal the beautiful, simple, shining piercing in my navel.
However, he didn’t seem surprised. Instead, he had a soulless look on his face.
“I’ve seen that before,” he said nonchalantly. “You always wear crop tops while cheerleading, don’t you?”
I nodded, knowing he was right. But had he been watching me all this time, just as I’d been stealing glances at him when he wasn’t looking?
As if reading my thoughts, he said, “I haven’t been watching you. I only watch you when I see Allison around you.”
Oh, right! I almost forgot. The person he liked was Allison. But she could never be his, because she was Jayden’s girlfriend.
“Should I pull my pants back up?” he asked, his voice tinged with irritation, jolting me from my thoughts.
I shook my head and looked down before wrapping both of my hands around his cock, eliciting a low groan from him. I was going to show him that I could be better than he ever imagined.
“Before you start,” Colby began, causing me to pause, my grip loosening around his cock. “I might call you ‘baby’ while you’re doing this, so don’t read too much into it. I always do that whenever I’m being pleased.” His voice was harsh as he removed his shirt and placed it on the white flusher before I could start anything.
I simply nodded, and wrapped my fingers around his length, slowly pumping from base to tip. He was velvet over steel. I swirled my thumb over the pierced tip, spreading the bead of pre-cum. He moaned softly, hips jerking slightly, enjoying my touch.
I couldn’t believe this. I was doing well, despite it being my very first time. Maybe I should thank my favorite porn actress the next time I see her.
What? You surprised I watch porn? I don’t really do that shit, you see. It’s just once in a while.
I continued to stroke him, fascinated by the way his cock seemed to come alive in my hand. He parted his lips to let out a low groan, his eyes fluttering closed in bliss. I wrapped my fist around him, pumping faster now, feeling his thickness throbbing against my palm.
His breath hitched as I explored, tracing my fingers along the metal piercing at the tip. He grabbed my wrist suddenly, stopping my movement.
“Baby…” he warned, voice strained with desire, ” Either stop now, or…” He didn’t finish the sentence, instead thrusting gently into my fist.
Colby threw his head back, his abs contracting as he panted. “gawwd…” He suddenly stopped, looking down at me with those dark, lust-filled eyes.
“Baby…” He swallowed hard, his voice dropping lower, “I want something else…” He paused, then growled, “Get on your knees.”
I quickly dropped to my knees, looking up at him. His eyes were wild, his chest heaving as he stared at my lips.
“Those fucking lips,” he muttered, before reaching out to wrap his fingers around my jaw. “Open wide.” His voice was a command, leaving no room for argument.