Chapter 1: Introduction
As Philip and Xavier were in conversation, Xavier decided to step on Philip’s shoes as he prepared to pickpocket him.
Philip momentarily grabbed Xavier’s arm, but Xavier convinced Philip that he was just trying to get a good footing for the conversation they were having about upcoming college festivities.
“Dude, we need to mark our territory early for the college expo booths tomorrow.” Philip pulled his arm away and adjusted his glasses. Xavier’s fingers brushed against the outline of his wallet.
Xavier cocked his head and flashed a charming smile.
“You’re right, we should stake our claim early. I could use your help finding the perfect spot.”
Philip couldn’t help but be attracted to Xavier’s piercing eyes and appealing grin as they chatted about their respective college booths. All the while, Xavier slowly moved his fingers into Philip’s back pocket and slipped out his wallet. Philip’s guard was entirely down, absorbed in his conversation.
A sudden wave of tingling sensations ran down Philip’s spine, and his heart began racing. A strange thrill overtook him as he tried to focus on what Xavier was saying.
His shoes suddenly felt too tight, and his jeans a little uncomfortable.
Philip shifted his weight, feeling a chill down there, as if his manhood was awakening.
A strange sense of arousal washed over him, and Philip’s thoughts drifted away from the college expo.
Unaware of his wallet's absence, Philip said, “Let’s make our way to our classroom to plan our activities for tomorrow. I already have a few tricks up my sleeve for the booth.”
Xavier nodded and said, “Okay, bro, let’s do that!”
As they walked together, Philip couldn’t focus. He was becoming more aroused despite not realizing Xavier had just pickpocketed him. The sensation in his groin area was becoming intense. Philip tried to ignore it, but he couldn’t.
As they arrived in the empty classroom, Xavier struck up another conversation starter.
“Hey, Philip, did you bring any of your magic supplies to supplement the booth for tomorrow?” Xavier asked, his eyes wide open, gazing at Philip.
As Philip tried to create an answer, his thoughts paused when Xavier started to pickpocket his phone without knowing.
An intense new sensation of pleasure surged through Philip's body as Xavier's hand made its way closer to his crotch.
Suddenly Philip, breathlessly, manage to stutter, "Oh, ah, yeah, I always have them on me, b-but, please, don't, I, um, need it..."
But Xavier wasn't listening anymore. His mind was now fixated only on Philip's unawareness of his pickpocketing.
Phillip’s shoes
seemed to have become smaller, and his jeans felt even tighter as Xavier's actions caused a piercing shiver to rush down Philip's spine. Those tingling sensations coursed through Philip's veins, stealing any faculty for appropriate expression.
As Xavier prepared to pickpocket Philip again,
he reached for his belt, and Philip's breath became shallower.
Xavier's hypnotic gaze made it hard for Philip to move, making his pulse race like a freight train.
Then, as if frozen in time, Philip felt Xavier's hands pull down his beige pants, revealing his perfect cock, throbbing with need and desire.
"Fuck man, you're really excited!" Xavier muttered, mesmerized by the sight.
He traced his fingers along the shaft, causing a gasp to escape from Philip's lips.
Philip's eyes were closed, completely enveloped in the feeling of Xavier's fingertips. Xavier's eyes never left Philip's cock as he slid his hand up and down, faster and faster.
"Fuck, Xavier," Philip muttered softly, eyes tightly shut. "What the hell are you doing?"
Xavier’s shoelaces
Xavier’s shoelaces seemed to tighten. The sweet, forbidden, exhilarating act had Philip gasping for breath, trembling with pleasure.
Xavier continued to stroke Philip's throbbing cock. He stared at Philip hungrily, his eyes alight with a desire that brought Philip's true intentions right up to the surface.
Philip managed to croak out a reply, "I-I don't know, but I like it. Don't stop."
The classroom buzzed with a raw, electric energy, amplifying their lust to dizzying heights.
Phillip moaned, fingers weaving themselves, tugging him closer as the ecstasy rose in his body.
"Fuck, yes," Philip gasped, his glasses askew. "Jack me off, Xavier." Philip opened his eyes wide and looked at Xavier passionately, grazing his lips with sensuality.
Before Xavier had time to respond, Philip reached for Xavier's jeans, pulling foolishly on the zipper, causing a metallic sound of a thousand tiny screams. He mouthed at Xavier's shaft through the fabric, leaving a wet, beautiful mark like a slug's passing.
Philip's heart raced, thudding painfully in his chest like a drumbeat of need.