Relax Stories Novels & Stories

Maybe a swim, a nice long swim that should relax me and keep me occupied. I change into a pair of black swim trunks and head downstairs, pausing briefly in front of Naudia's door. I hear Grant and Naudia talking and laughing and I smile. It's good he's getting this time with her before he leaves for camp. He misses her all the time.

The long drive, the stress from finals, and now him, it was too much. I flopped onto the bed, breathing hard. My body felt wound tight. I needed release. Badly. I shoved my shorts down just enough, wrapped my hand around my already half-hard cock, and started stroking. Fast. Desperate. Eyes closed, trying to lose myself in the feeling. The door creaked open. “Still can’t even lock a damn door properly…” Ryan’s voice cut off. I froze, hand still wrapped around my throbbing dick, shorts tangled around my thighs. He stood in the doorway, eyes wide for a second before they darkened, pupils blowing wide with something hungry.