Getting Fucked Hard In Front Of The Library Window [M] [NB]

My friend Ethan and I met in college and quickly bonded over our shared passion for breaking into locked campus buildings, accessing restricted areas, and climbing up onto rooftops. We got into some pretty cool places in our adventures (the steam tunnels and the roof of the math building were both highlights), and the better we got at sneaking around, the more confident – and cocky – we got.

One dark evening when we’d both had a bit too much to drink, Ethan proposed the idea of hooking up in one of the locked buildings we were constantly exploring together. I wasn’t too surprised. I had always kept our friendship light and breezy because I hate making the first move, but it was hard not to notice the way his eyes lingered on me or the way he’d always keep his hands on me for an extra beat after boosting me up onto a roof or helping me down a steep flight of stairs. I won’t deny it, I’d started dressing up for our adventures just to watch his reaction.

Because he had roommates and I had a perilously thin-walled apartment, I agreed to this new adventure. We picked a night early in the academic term when we figured the psychology building would be mostly empty and met up on the fourth floor. Up there we’d planned to just break into a disused office or locate a couch, but as we were wandering around, I tried the handle on a door marked *LIBRARY* and discovered that, unlike our previous explorations, it was open.

The psych library itself was unremarkable, but on the side of the room opposite the door was a huge bay window that overlooked the center of campus. Ethan turned to me with a huge smile on his face.

“There’s a window,” he said, obviously.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to?”

I hesitated for a second. This was a lot for my first foray into public sex. Then again, it was Ethan, who I’d definitely already done more illegal stuff with – the number of breakings and/or enterings we’d completed that semester alone was nearing the double digits – and whose clothes I’d been wanting to tear off since we met.

“Fuck it. Let’s do it.”

Luckily the window had a wide, substantial bench built into it where Ethan laid me down. He unbuttoned my shirt, undid the hooks on my binder, and began kissing and sucking my neck, collarbones, and chest, leaving hickeys behind wherever he went.

“That’s a lot of hickeys,” I said, obviously.

Ethan looked up at me and I instantly regretted saying anything, since previously he’d been swirling his tongue around one of my nipples and now he was not doing that.

“I like the thought that someone will see it tomorrow,” he said.

*Ah, alright*, I thought. *Well, right back at ya.*

I left a few red-and-purple marks along his neck before pulling his shirt off and forgetting how to breathe for a moment. I always knew Ethan was a big guy, tall and broad, but only without his usual baggy t-shirts did I realize: he was built like a goddamn Greek statue. Now, I’m pretty damn hot and I know it, but a lot of that comes from dressing well and acting more confident than I feel.

Staring at Ethan’s toned chest and abs, I was beginning to suspect that I was getting very, very lucky and that Ethan was very, very out of my league.

Not wanting to waste an opportunity, I quickly pulled him down to where I was laying and kissed him hard, arching my back and letting one of my thighs ever-so-casually find its way between his legs. I could feel the beginnings of a significant erection pressing against my leg. *Good*.

A lull in the kiss brought me back to my senses enough to remember where we were. Although I hadn’t seen anyone else in the building when we came in, there was still the possibility that some poor psych student – or worse, a professor – could stumble upon us at any moment. Even if nobody came in, the lights were on in the library. Anybody walking past could have looked up and watched the show.

To my great surprise, the thought of exactly that happening turned me on.

A lot.

I slid off the bench so Ethan would lie down in my place and climbed on top of him, kissing my way down his muscular chest and stomach to the waistband of his pants. I unzipped them and pulled them, along with his boxers, halfway down his legs. I gave his cock one long, slow lick and, when I felt his thighs tense and heard him draw a sharp breath in, I took as much of his cock in my mouth as I could and began to stroke the base of it with one hand.

Ethan was rock-hard now, and he couldn’t keep himself from muttering “oh, my god” and moaning under his breath as I sucked his cock. I circled the head of his cock with my tongue, trying to draw as much noise out of him as possible, relishing the thought that there was some chance that those noises could get us caught.

I only stopped when he put a hand on my head to try to get me to speed up and, I assume, make him cum. I pulled back, wiped my mouth, and grinned at him.

“Fuck me.”

He nodded and smiled with the exact same mischief in his face that he had whenever we found a new place to break into. I pulled off my pants and underwear and he put on a condom. Instead of going for it right away, though, Ethan lowered his head until it was between my legs and, without any warning, plunged his tongue into me.

If the hypothetical psych students hadn’t heard Ethan’s moans, they certainly heard mine as Ethan fucked me with his tongue. It was only a minute or two before I was soaking wet and desperate to feel his cock inside me.

He was already twitching as he slowly slid his cock inside me. He was a little bigger than I’m used to, but I was so turned on already that he slipped inside me easily. I couldn’t help but moan at that feeling of fullness. I wrapped my arms around him as he made one slow thrust, then another.

“Just fuck me,” I said. “Seriously.”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. The thrusts sped up and got harder, deeper, and I felt his cock flexing inside me. He was probably only seconds from cumming, and I was getting close, too.

“Look out there,” I murmured, putting a hand on his cheek and turning his face to the window. “Anybody could look up and see you fucking me. All of campus could know that you’re inside me right now.”

Ethan let out a noise somewhere between a moan and a growl and grabbed me tight, pushing his cock as deep inside me as it would go and letting out a wave of cum. The strength of his orgasm was enough to send me over the edge, and I dug my nails into his back as my orgasm hit me hard. We laid there, hips bucking and cum pouring out of both of us, for the better part of a minute.

Finally, as we both collapsed and I pulled away, I realized how tightly I’d been grabbing him.

“Shit, sorry,” I said as we both got dressed again. “You’re probably gonna have some scratches on your back tomorrow.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Ethan replied. Even though he looked a lot more worn out than he had a few minutes ago, that mischievous grin was still intact. “Maybe someone will see it tomorrow.”

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