Seeing her soaked panties and smelling the pheromone filled air around it made me feel like my organ would explode. I kept on kissing her lower stomac..., reaching lower and lower. Suddenly, the door in the room slammed, startling us both. We looked at each other for a moment. She pulled her dress up and closed her skirt. I was a bit numb from what just happened, so I didn’t say anything. The door slammed shut, and after I realized what might have happened, I tried to save the situation.“Come. Pressing against me...I felt myself building, a burning sensation blossoming deep within my scrotum as I released. Semen exploded from long-unused testes, spraying out into the tub, covering my belly, filling the depression of my navel as I dropped back with relief. My hands fell to my sides as blackness tunneled up around me, collapsing against my eyes with a dull thud, a brief spark of pain as what had to have been my skull bounced against the porcelain...I rubbed the back of my head with my. Bob intentionally tried to make their interactions longer than were necessary. He would say he needed to speak to someone at corporate and then call his personal cell phone from his office phone and pretend to be on hold or mumbling a variety of affirmative responses pretending to talk to someone, filling in the empty space with casual banter. A few times, his computer seemed to freeze up and he had to call the IT department and reboot his terminal, all the while trying to make small talk and. Once he came over and they were fucking, I would slip in through the back door, tip-toe upstairs, and either listen or watch them fuck. As the school year came to a close, I told my mom one weekend that I wasn’t coming home that night because I was going to stay over at a friend’s house in Scranton. Her first question was: “Is Ryan going with you?” I replied, “No…He is not going.” I knew my plan was working. That afternoon, I jerked off in the bathroom to the image of my best friend filling.