Man Of Imagines

Closet accident

(Warning: inappropriate.)

You look around the bedroom and giggels in your hand before tiptoing to the other side of the room to hide yourself in the closet. You look down on your watch which the light that fell through the closet peeks to check the time. You calm down your breathing as your eyes slowly wander aroudn the room. David rushes up the stairs to his room and shuts the door behind him before locking it as he panted and tugged at his tightening pants. "Shit shit shit," he muttered as he unbuttoned his pants and opened the buttons on his shirt. His heart beat racing, face red and flushed as he felt the swelling of his bulge.

As you stood there with your hands pressed against the wooden doors to jump out but softly gasped and took a step back at the sight of his clothed crotch. You felt your cheeks burn bright as you bit your lip; panicking, trying to figure out what to do.

David grunted as he stripped himself, his whole core heating up. He tossed his shirt over his head to expose his thin, pale body and kicked off his cuffed jeans as well as his socks and shoes before his boxers and he groaned as he was freed before laying himself out on the bed, rubbing his thighs all the while. Your eyed widened at the sight in front of you. David was your roommate, your best friend; but seeing him laying there spread across the sheets made you feel another kind of way. You felt your hands become clam and your breathing deeper, the air inside the closet was dusty and made it hard for you to not cough with every inhale. You stand back against the closet door and stands on your toes to hopefully receive some fresh air, well, air..since the mood in the room wasn't anywhere close to fresh.

David began to mewl and stretch as he took hold of his manhood. He began to slowly pump as he reached for his lotion under the bed and rub it in his hand before himself as he hissed. 'This is torture! Why did I do this? I don't want to see this!' Your mind practically screams as you try to take your attention to somewhere else, which was hard because you didn't had to put in any effort to see him, he was just there in front of you. You thought of ways to escape bit how could one possible crawl out of a closet without looking like a stupid fuck? Yeah, you can't. But what if he finds you? You will look even more redicolous, either way, no real way to escape the scene. David moaned loudly and covered his mouth with his arm, thinking you were in your own room or somewhere else in the apartment. Oh how oblivious he was to the sound of hangers moving in the closet. Bucking his hips and arching his back as he nearly screamed against his bicep, he grew faster in hopes he'd finish soon enough and that once would be enough for him to calm down.

Your position in the closet wasn't making it any better; woth your back fully arvhed and your arms pressed close to your chest made you look like a fucked up t-rex spying on her pray, you just knew you looked stupid and thanked god for being almost invisible. You stood as still as possible, trying to to move against anything in the cramped area. 'I might as well suffocate in here, fucking christ!'

In moments, he let out a loud and throaty groan and released onto his chest as he bucked his hips weakly. Small grunts and whines left him as he rode out his high before his muscles relaxed and he sat panting. He sat revelling in his orgasm. You moved a little forward the stand straight again before letting out a weak groan in your hand as you feel your back crack softly, hoping he didn't hear you. Suddenly overwhelmed by exhaustion, he turned on his side and pulled the tissues from his box to somewhat clean himself then wrapped himself in his blankets. He then passed out quickly and began to sore. You waited another minute before slowly opening the door, and tiptoing out. You take another look down at him before sighing and biting your lip, he looked like a hot mess just laying there. You inhale deeply before quickly leaviny the door and shuttig the door again before walking down the corridor to plof onto the couch and watch some tv. "He will never know.." you said softly as you gazed over the tall christmas tree.