He unzipped Ethan’s fly and maneuvered his hand inside, grabbing a hold of Ethan’s manhood over his boxer briefs. The warmth and firmness of his hand made Ethan’s crotch tingle with delight. More new sensations that drove him crazy. He could feel his pupils dilating until they must’ve been merely pools of blackness.
“Wait,” Ethan said. He loosened his grip. “Did you hear something?”
“No.” Greg exhaled. “Actually…”
They got super-quiet and heard footsteps creaking on the floor. Voices followed. It sounded like a pair of girls, probably looking for a place to study. Greg tucked himself back inside his shorts. Ethan zipped himself up. They looked at each other, letting their ears do all the work, listening as the girls found a long table in the center of the silo. Their backpacks clunked onto the table, and their conversation continued. No whispers for them. They thought they were alone.
“We should go,” Ethan whispered.
“Why?”
Ethan nudged his head behind him, toward the two girls.
“They’re not going to bother us.”
“They will if we get too loud.”
Greg’s lips curled into a smile, all trace of worrying vanished. “Then we’ll have to stay quiet.”
He whipped out his dick, and it returned to pole position right away. Ethan could feel the savage part of his brain trying to stage another coup.
“No!” Ethan mouthed.
Greg leaned in. His hot breath danced on Ethan’s neck. “You don’t want to stop.” He unzipped Ethan’s pants slowly. Ethan couldn’t tell if he was being quiet or a tease. “You don’t want me to stop.”
Greg played with Ethan’s dick until it got hard again (about three seconds). Then he pulled down Ethan’s underwear, and his bare hand met Ethan’s raging erection. Ethan let out a gasp of pleasure and quickly clamped his hand over his mouth.
“Quiet,” Greg whispered right into his ear. His scruff scratched against Ethan’s cheek, sending another pulse of desire through him.
“They’re so close,” Ethan said.
“You’reso close.” Greg eased right next to Ethan, so no daylight could come between them, then took his hardness and entered Ethan’s fly. He held both dicks in his domineering hand and jerked them off. He let himself rove around Ethan’s crotch, brushing against his balls and inner thighs.
Waves of pleasure rolled through Ethan like high tide. He couldn’t believe he was doing this—in a library! Every nerve ending stood on end, making him extra sensitive to Greg’s firm grip.
The buildup rumbled from deep in his belly, shaking his body to the core. The savageness took over. He lunged for the cocks; their hands met, which sent a different kind of spark shooting through Ethan.
“What did you get for that problem set?” one of the girls said to the other. They sounded so close, yet so far away to Ethan.
Ethan stroked them harder and faster. He looked up, and Greg’s eyes bore straight into his, shining a light inside every private place within Ethan. That sent him over the edge.
“I’m…I’m…” Ethan knew if he tried to speak any more, it would come out as a yell. Arealyell.
“Oh fuck,” Greg whispered out through labored breaths. All traces of Mr. Know-It-All were gone.
The orgasm enveloped Ethan’s entire body, sending his pulse into quadruple digits. He exploded right onto Greg, who did the same thing to him seconds later.
Ethan’s hand went slack; his body almost collapsed, and Greg had to steady him. The afterglow brightened Greg’s cheeks, darkened his lips.
Neither of them said anything. What did a person say after something like this? He gulped hard. A trickle of sweat lined Greg’s cheek, and he liked that he was the cause. They got themselves presentable.
“Um…” Greg started. That was more than Ethan had.
Ethan blinked a few times to regain focus, get himself back into the present. And that was when the shame flooded his mind. He was in his college library, home to over one million books, wet with his classmate’s come. Ethan needed to think, to gather his thoughts.
But not here.
“I…I’ll…” He had to leave. He passed the girls studying. He made eye contact with one of them before she awkwardly looked down at her books. Ethan wondered if she could smell the sex wafting off him.
