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Tyler - Create Your Own Adventure 2024 - Part Two
🕑 Added 2024-03-13 21:42:59 +0000 UTCApologies for the delay, but here's the next instalment of Tyler's story.
You guys wanted to him to try and get back to his clothes, so here it is!
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He was screwed! Absolutely screwed!
Tyler had stripped down to his tighty whities and abandoned his clothes in one of the stacks of the library before foolishly walking away with his cock hard as a rock.
And now someone was coming towards his part of the library, and he had no way to cover himself up.
It was bad enough that he was in his underwear, but what made it worse was that they were wedged between his cheeks and had a damp spot of precum on the front where his throbbing dick was pulsing against the material.
“I have to get back to my clothes,” Tyler whispered to himself, even as he backed against the shelves, praying that the person coming his way wouldn’t see him.
As the footsteps got louder, Tyler held his breath, his heart hammering in his chest.
It was a guy around Tyler’s age wearing baggy jeans and a hooded sweatshirt. The guy had a pair of massive headphones on and was gently nodding his head along to whatever he was listening to.
Mercifully, for Tyler’s sake, the guy didn’t even glimpse in his direction, and continued walking through the stacks.
Tyler moved as quickly as possible to the end of the row of shelves to see where the guy went, but his heart plummeted when the guy headed into the same stacks that Tyler had left his clothes behind in.
“Maybe he won’t see them,” Tyler said to himself, praying that this random guy wouldn’t see his clothes and steal them, or worse, alert someone in the library that a guy had stripped and was running around in his undies.
After waiting what felt like a lifetime, Tyler’s cock was still throbbing against the tight confines of his briefs, and he wondered if he’d missed the guy leaving the stacks.
Taking a deep breath, Tyler put his hands over his cock and moaned softly at the friction.
“Fuck, I’m so close,” he whispered to himself.
Tyler stepped out on to the walkway and quietly tiptoed back to the stacks where he’d left his clothes. When he neared the corner of the shelves, he slowly peered around the edge, hoping the guy had either left or wasn’t looking in that direction.
Unfortunately for Tyler, the guy was still there, but was sitting at one of the terminals with a notebook and a textbook in front of him.
The terminal was halfway down the stacks.
Tyler’s clothes were at the end of the stacks.
“Fuck,” Tyler cursed under his breath.
The guy had his back to Tyler, so it was possible that Tyler could sneak past the guy and retrieve his clothes without being spotted, but there were so many risks.
What if the guy turned around and saw him?
What if someone else turned up?
What if Tyler couldn’t control his cock and he blew his load right there?
Tyler shook his head to try and clear the onslaught of anxiety. He just had to get to his clothes. The guy seemed pretty occupied. It should be easy. He just had to be careful and quiet. He’d get his clothes, get to the next stack, and then he could get dressed and find somewhere to jerk off before his balls exploded.
After waiting another minute to see if the guy moved, Tyler released the breath he’d been holding and took his first step. Slowly, he made his way along the shelves, keeping his back so close that his butt was rubbing against the spines of the books.
The closer Tyler got to the guy, the more his heart pounded in his chest, and the more his dick throbbed in his briefs.
The wet patch of precum had now grown so much that the material was transparent, and the head of his cock was visible.
Just a little further, Tyler said to himself, trying to stay calm.
But as he inched along the shelves, coming level with the guy at the terminal, his bubble butt brushed against the spine of a book and knocked it to the floor where it fell with a loud thud.
Tyler froze, panic racing through him as the guy suddenly sat up straight in his seat.
