The Wishing Stone Part 07 [End]

‘Hey man, the date didn’t last as long as I thought it would. Want to meet up and study?’ I texted Corey. 

It didn’t take long before I felt my phone vibrate again. ‘In the library. 3rd floor.’ Corey was always so direct when he wrote texts. I headed that direction trying to think about class. It was tough to think about. My dick was still a little hard and thinking about Chris’ lithe body rolling over me again seemed pretty nice. But the cold goodbye almost made me not want to head back. 

I didn’t get it. Our scents seemed to match up pretty well. I’d heard of some people being able to mask their scent to make guys fall for them but Chris’ seemed almost perfect. But maybe it was too perfect. I should have known that it was too perfect. Thinking about it I didn’t know why I’d wanted to go after him so badly. He was popular sure but I had so much else going for me that it almost seemed stupid to go after him.

I shook my head ignoring it. I was already outside the study room Corey was at. Books had been strewn across the desk and his laptop was open. There were several tabs open but a few of them didn’t look like study material. “Finally,” he said not looking up from the books. “Didn’t think you’d show.”

“Date ended earlier than I thought,” I shrugged sitting down looking at some of the materials. Some of it looked familiar and some of it I’d never seen before. I just looked through some of his notes and tried to figure out what we were doing. Apparently that 10 IQ points Allen had stolen was affecting me a lot more than I thought it would. But looking down at my bicep I didn’t really mind all that much.

“Whatever,” Corey scoffed under his breath. It seemed like he had an entire conversation playing out in his head before I even walked in the door. “Just get a pencil out and start going through that book. I think it’s got a lot of stuff we need.

“I didn’t bring anything…” I shrugged with my palms open.

Apparently that wasn’t the right answer as Corey’s glare met me. “What do you mean you didn’t bring anything?” Corey scolded me. I just shrugged. “Alright… Fine. But you still need to be able to pull your weight.”

“I always pull my weight,” I said a bit defensively. 

“Mmm-hmmm,” Corey added a bit of sass to the statement. “Must be why you wanted to be with Chris tonight instead of me.”

“Jealous?” I crossed my arms and grunted back. Corey’s mouth dropped at the suggestion. He was looking for something to say but couldn’t. But I could smell it in the air. I knew his scent whenever he was horny. 

“Am not!” He shot back pounding his hands on the table. “I just didn’t want to do all the work myself.” The smell was getting even stronger. Just for a second his anger had overcome his arousal and he kept his determined face. But I could still smell it. That scent was filling the room. And it was turning me on.

“Oh?” I stood up from my chair. I flipped my hat off my head and tossed it in the corner. “You weren’t thinking about anything else?” My tone stayed deep. He needed to know that I was still the one in control. His teeth bit against his bottom lip. If it was only for a second it still happened. 

“N-n-no,” he stammered out. “I wasn’t. I can’t do this whole thing by myself. If you… If you don’t help then the project won’t be finished. Got it…” His mouth hung open for a second as I stripped off my sleeveless shirt. It was always a bit of a struggle but I managed. If anything it just gave him more anticipation as he watched my muscles struggle to get off the fabric. 

A thin layer of sweat started to coat onto my skin. I could just about control it on command. It made so many shoot so much easier. But at the same time it made so many of the guys so much hornier. That scent that I gave off was even stronger. At all the photo shoots I could always tell who was new. Just one whiff of me and their knees would just about buckle under the sudden pleasure that wrapped their minds. Even some of the more experienced guys would have trouble not touching themselves. 

But Corey stood firm. I could see his eyes following the trails of my glistening body. Even in the poor lighting of the library there was a shine. I grinned as that defiant look he was giving me turned into something else. A hand tried to lift off the table but he made sure it was right where it was supposed to be. 

“I know… I know the school doesn’t… Doesn’t… Doesn’t require you to wear clothes but…” his eyes dropped down as I lowered my shorts. My thick thighs and cut quads threw him off. Not to mention the thick member between the two. His eyes stayed glued to that thick stick. “But…” he licked his lips then bit the bottom one. He was trying so hard to overcome his desire. It was so cute. 

My dick bounced as he tried to keep his cool. So many others had fallen by now. So many had given in. But here he was. A guy who’d been admiring me all day and he still was able to think about something else. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” I moved closer. The 8 inches height difference looked so much more when I was right next to him. He turned around and leaned against the table.

Words were caught in his throat. He tried to say something but only single syllable grunts filled the dead air. I took my chance to push forward. My mouth covered his open mouth and I pushed in. He didn’t know what to do for a second. His entire body froze. But he got it. It was a little awkward. He didn’t have much experience. But I didn’t mind. Just meant I had to slow down a little bit. 

My big hands were placed on both sides of him. He wrapped his around my thick neck. Little by little he understood the dance in his mouth. Just allowing his desires to flow through. He let his mind go blank and drift off. I could feel him relax as I put more weight onto his body. He gripped even tighter as my body grinded against his. His dick pressed up to mine. The little amount of fabric still around mine had broken off. 

I broke the kiss and looked down at him. His cute little face pulled back into mine. He didn’t like me stopping so quickly. I pushed him back down against the small library table. The papers had already been pushed off. His small body was so easy to move. I pulled his pants and underwear off exposing his little butt. My dick pressed up against his hole. 

He broke the kiss as his back arched from the sudden sensation. The sheer look of pleasure on his wide mouth made me snicker. “You’re such a good boy,” I complemented. The pre on my dick was starting to coat his unused hole. It was so much slicker than most products made on the market. “Such a good boy,” I whispered in his ear. A shiver went down his spine as he heard the words. His back arched again as he writhed under my touch. I could feel his body forcing himself not to cum. 

It was hard for him. I know it. The smell of our bodies ready for sex should have been enough for him to have made a mess while his pants were still on. But now, with my dick pressed up against him, he still fought it off. He wasn’t ready to finish. He fought it off with every ounce of his little being. His grip tightened against the small table beneath him as I started to work my way in. Even with how slippery my pre could be I had to be careful. 

He’d somehow never been used before. It seemed obvious now with how much self-control he was able to hold onto. My fat dick filled his ass. “Keep. Going,” he grunted as I pushed even further in. I knew it was a bit painful but those grunts made me feel better. I could feel his body pressing back down onto me. Pushing himself deeper onto my dick. 

I nibbled against his neck trying to ease some of the pain. Small motions turned bigger as I put more distance with each thrust. His moans just turned louder as I started bucking against him. It didn’t last long as his body tried to hold back. But he couldn’t. Even as he gripped the desk. Even as he bit against the bottom of his lip. He couldn’t hold out any longer. A large burst of cum exploded out of his dick causing his body to jerk. Each thrust pushed my dick against his insides. I couldn’t stand it. I could feel myself give into the pleasure and burst inside of him. 

My own cum coated his insides. I leaned over him as I tried to get back into control. My body hovered right above Corey’s as he opened his eyes again. “Maybe I am a little…” he whispered. His breathing calmed down and turned more rhythmic. I could His little chest raised and lowered with each breath. Obviously I’d tuckered the little guy out and he’d fallen asleep. 

Hefting him over my shoulder I headed back to my dorm room. It’s not like we were going to do anymore studying tonight. I could feel his body fit perfectly on my shoulder. He’d completely passed out. I put him on my bed and saw Allen grinning at me. 

“Have fun tonight?” he asked. Lance was under him again but seemed just as tired as Corey.

I shushed  him. “Yeah it wasn’t too bad. I just didn’t realize how much Corey liked me.”

“You’re hot. What’s not to like,” Allen laughed. I just glared. It didn’t stop him from his almost patented shit eating grin. “So have you noticed anything?”

“Huh?” I looked at him realizing what he meant. “No… I still don’t think you changed anything.” 

“Trying to get another free wish?” he asked.

I crawled into bed behind Corey. “Nah… I think I’m good with what I have…” I snuggled deeper into Corey’s back feeling his soft body pull back into mine. “Yeah… Don’t think I’d have something else to wish for…”