The next morning, I was up early. I checked around my bed and was quite surprised at how well Levi had cleaned up.
With my eyes shut for most of the "performance," I was just now able to survey the room.
Levi had done a great job covering his tracks—except for one detail. There, on the way out of the room, was one of his socks.
But I couldn’t blame him. He had just given in to temptation. Not only had he come into my room, but he’d licked, sucked, and skull-fucked himself to a shattering climax, all while face-down, ass up, giving me the most glorious view of his pink friend. Glorious.
I made sure to put on my white, almost sheer briefs and my shower slippers before walking out. I needed to push things further, but Levi had to decide what happened next on his own.
I stepped into the hall, pretending to be half-asleep and hungover. From the cameras, I knew he was just about to come out of the bathroom, and I was ready.
I walked straight into him. “Umph!” I grunted as we collided, my shower caddie tumbling out of my hands along with the specialized surprise I’d placed in it just for him.
“Oh shit,” Levi said as I stumbled back, my things flying everywhere. I made sure to reach out, feigning an attempt to stabilize myself, and deliberately grabbed his towel, pulling it off him.
I landed with a thump, sprawled out on the floor. I had to sell it.
“Leo, you okay, buddy?” he asked, his voice full of concern as he instinctively reached out to me—butt naked.
“I’m fine, just... too much wine and brownies,” I mumbled, pretending to be disoriented. I noticed his eyes darting to the chub barely contained by my sheer briefs.
“I’m suing whoever ran me over last night,” I joked, rubbing my head for emphasis.
“Well, I’m guessing Mr. Wine and his friend Vodka did a number on you,” he said, his face trying—and failing—to hide his guilt.
“My stuff…” I waved my hand vaguely toward the scattered items, signaling for help.
“I got you,” he said, and just like that, he crouched down to pick up my things.
I couldn’t have asked for a better view. His muscular frame moved with effortless grace, his toned arms and legs flexing as he bent down. That tight, bulbous ass of his was the pièce de résistance. He was sexy without even realizing it—a walking temptation.
I sat up just in time to see him pick up my special item: a thumb-shaped vibrating plug and a bottle of Astroglide.
“Oh, uh, here,” he stammered, his face flushing as he tried to put it back into the caddie. In his haste, he accidentally turned it on. The soft buzzing filled the room.
He froze, staring at the plug as it trembled in his hand. I saw him gulp, the sound almost audible.
“That’s mine,” I said, taking it from him and turning it off. “Bi-guy,” I added, pointing at myself with a smirk. “After these fuckin’ finals, I need some stimulation and release.”
I stood up slowly, making sure to position myself so that my sheer briefs were directly at his eye level. My thick chub strained against the fabric, just inches from his face.
He was transfixed, his gaze locked on me with an intensity that made my pulse quicken.
Then, I noticed something unexpected: his cock gave a quick pulse, starting to harden. He grabbed the towel from the floor, wrapping it around himself in an attempt to cover up, his movements quick and slightly panicked.
“Yeah, man, it’s been a hard month,” he gulped, trying to play it cool. But I could see the outline of his arousal through the towel, clear as day.
“Good thing we’re cool with each other, or I’d freak out,” I said with a grin. Then, playing my role perfectly, I groaned and rubbed my temples. “Oh, man, my head…”
“Yeah, no problem. A good shower will help with that,” he said, his voice slightly strained, his Adam’s apple bobbing as his eyes darted back to my bulge.
I walked past him unsteadily, as though still hungover, pretending not to notice his growing arousal.
“You heading out?” I asked casually, putting my caddie in the shower. “You and Amber meeting up now that finals are over?”
Levi leaned against the bathroom door frame, his gaze fixed on me with a hunger I hadn’t seen before. “Yeah, in about two hours. We finally get some alone time,” he said, his voice low.
“Nice. Have some fun. After all this studying, you deserve it,” I said, pulling off my briefs roughly, exposing myself fully to him as I moved around the room.
His eyes dilated, and he clung to his towel like a lifeline, his knuckles white with tension.
“That’s great, man,” I added nonchalantly, grabbing the plug from my caddie. I made a show of adding a few drops of Astroglide to it, rubbing it deliberately.
Levi’s mouth opened slightly, and I saw him gulp again as I lifted my leg, giving him a side view as I slipped the plug inside me. “Oh, shit,” I moaned softly, fluttering my eyes as the plug settled into place.
He was sporting a full hard-on now, his chiseled torso glistening faintly. I ignored him, pretending to focus on my hangover.
“Alright man, I need to hop in” I said as I walked away from him, I knew the nice big o-ring sticking out just past my ass would catch his attention and I even reached down to pull off my shower slippers, giving him a clear view of my ass clenching the plug.
“Shit” he heard him whisper, obviously hot and bothered.
“Have fun man," I said as The shower door slid shut behind me, the textured glass distorting the view just enough to tease, while still leaving my silhouette unmistakable. I turned on the water, letting the warm spray cascade over me. My body relaxed under the heat, but my mind was entirely focused on the performance.
I knew Levi was still there—I could feel the weight of his gaze lingering. He hadn’t left, not yet. I reached around, adjusting the showerhead as if I were just getting comfortable, but in truth, I was putting myself on full display. The curve of my back, the flex of my muscles, the way the plug’s o-ring peeked out whenever I bent slightly—it was all deliberate.
“Yeah thanks man, mind if I take a piss first?” Levi asked and of course I was ready. “Yeah go ahead”
Levi dropped the towel at the door and walked towards the toilet, from his perspective he could see me showering, his mind would do the rest. Through the distorted glass, I could make out Levi’s outline. He wasn’t moving. If anything, he was frozen, watching.
I turned the plug on. The buzzing was louder now, amplified by the enclosed space. “Mmm,” I let out a low moan, soft and indulgent. It wasn’t over the top—just enough to suggest pleasure without seeming forced.
The faint sound of shuffling reached my ears. Levi was still standing there, towel abandoned. He was watching me, his breathing uneven. I bit my lip to stifle a grin, knowing exactly what effect I was having on him.
I let my hand trail down my stomach, stopping just above my cock. “Oh, fuck,” I whispered, loud enough for him to hear. My hips rolled slightly as the plug vibrated inside me, sending ripples of sensation through my body. I tilted my head back, closing my eyes, giving the impression that I was completely lost in the moment.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed movement— Levi had rushed out but … the door to the bathroom was cracked open. Levi was peeking through, his hand at his side, his cock hard and begging for release.
This was it. He was teetering on the edge, caught between his desire and his restraint. I knew it wouldn’t take much more.
“Fuck, yes,” I moaned, pressing my ass against the glass, letting the vibrations travel through me. The plug buzzed louder, the sound almost taunting. I slid a hand down to grip my cock, pulling it slightly forward so the shadow was unmistakable against the textured glass.
Levi’s breathing hitched. I heard a faint grunt, followed by the unmistakable slick sound of skin on skin. He was touching himself, giving in to the temptation he could no longer fight.
I smiled to myself, keeping up the act. My moans grew a little louder, more rhythmic, timed with the movements of the plug inside me. “Yes… oh, fuck, yes…” I whispered, knowing it would drive him wild.
The faint thud of his hand against the doorframe told me he was leaning closer, desperate to see more. The door creaked open another inch, and I caught a glimpse of him in the mirror—completely naked, stroking himself furiously, his face a mix of hunger and guilt.
I turned slightly, giving him a better view of my profile. My cock throbbed in my hand as I moaned again, this time louder, letting the sound echo in the bathroom. “I’m so close,” I whispered, knowing he was hanging on every word.
Levi’s breath hitched again, his pace quickening. “Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, his voice strained with need.
I pressed my ass harder against the glass, the plug vibrating furiously, and let out a loud, shuddering moan. “Yes… yes… fuck, yes…” My body trembled as I pushed myself over the edge, letting the first thick spurt of cum coat my hand.
“Shit,” Levi groaned, his voice muffled as he reached his climax. I could hear the wet sound of him finishing, his body shaking as he tried to catch his breath.
I stayed in the moment, my breathing heavy, my body still trembling as I slowly turned off the plug. Levi, realizing what had just happened, stepped back from the door. I heard him fumble with the towel, covering himself hastily before closing the door behind him.
I smiled to myself, rinsing off under the warm spray of the shower. Levi was mine—I could feel it. But this was only the beginning. There was no need to rush. I’d guide him exactly where I wanted him, step by step, until he gave himself to me completely.
