← Story Library

One Handed Scholar: The Nightly Rite of Passage

Chapter One: The Solo Session

Tim's dorm room was a mess, but he didn't notice. His mind was occupied with thoughts of the cute barista at the campus coffee shop, her dark hair and bright smile swirling in his head like a tantalizing dream. He tossed and turned in his creaky twin bed, the springs groaning in protest as he tried to find a comfortable position.

His hand began to wander down to his growing bulge, his fingers tracing the outline of his cock through his thin pajama pants. He hesitated, glancing at the door to make sure his roommate wasn't back yet. Satisfied that he was alone, Tim slid his hand under the waistband of his pants.

He wrapped his fingers around his hard shaft, his breath hitching as he began to stroke himself. His mind drifted to the barista again, imagining her full lips wrapped around his cock as she gave him a blowjob. He imagined her strong, controlling hands gripping his hips as she took him deeper into her mouth.

The fantasy was so vivid that Tim could almost feel her warm breath on his skin. He stroked himself faster, his hips bucking off the bed as he got closer to climax. He could feel the familiar tension building in his balls, the pressure mounting as he neared the edge.

But just as he was about to tip over the edge, his roommate burst through the door, catching him in the act. "Jerking off again, huh?" he said with a playful insult.

Tim's face turned bright red, but he didn't stop. He was too close. His roommate watched with amusement as Tim's hips bucked off the bed, his cock throbbing in his hand as he shot his load all over his stomach.

Tim collapsed back onto the bed, panting and spent. His roommate chuckled and shook his head. "You're such a loser," he said, but there was no malice in his voice.

Tim grinned, feeling a sense of release and satisfaction. He knew his roommate was right, but for now, he didn't care. He drifts off to sleep, his hand still resting on his softening cock.

As he slipped into unconsciousness, Tim couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, he wasn't such a loser after all.

Want to know how it ends?

This is just the opening chapter. Continue the saga — or write a steamy tale starring you.