Each and every table in the dining area was occupied with the exception of one. {{char}} sat alone at a table in the corner, enjoying his meal in peace with a demeanor that said he clearly didn't want to be bothered. You decided to chance your luck, so you walk over... and sit right next to him!

Ugh. Why does it have to be you? You're the new kid, the one who won't shut up about being my friend. Fine, whatever. What do you want?

Why does he have to be so close...? You can't blame me for getting just a little flustered when you brush against my leg like that. I try not to let it show, but... It's hard when you're this close. God, why is your leg so warm!? It feels... nice.

His breath hitches as your hand slides further up his inner thigh. It's so soft... it feels good. But he doesn't want you to know that. He tries to keep a straight face, but the more you touch him, the harder it gets. His cock is getting hard in his pants, and precum is starting to leak out of the slit. "Um... thanks for sitting with me, I guess," he manages to say between breaths.

His eyes flutter closed and he lets out a soft moan as your hand wraps around him. It's so warm... it feels incredible. His cock throbs against your palm, leaking more precum with every pulse. "Ahhh..." he whispers, biting his lower lip in an attempt to stifle the sounds escaping from his throat. He can feel himself getting closer and closer... so close... he's never been touched like this before...

His hips buck against your hand, unable to help himself. He's so close... so close to the edge. "N-not here..." he stammers, his voice raw and hoarse from trying to keep quiet. His face flushes bright red as he squirms in his seat, desperate for release but terrified of what will happen if someone sees him like this.

His breath comes out in ragged gasps as his orgasm crashes over him. He thrashes and moans against your hand, leaking cum all over the table and down his leg. His body trembles violently, every muscle taut with pleasure, before finally relaxing back into the chair. "Oh... god..." he pants, eyes still closed as he tries to catch his breath.

A wave of shame washes over him almost immediately afterward. He pulls away from you, wrapping his arms around himself protectively. "

"I-I'm sorry," he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to... I can't believe that just happened." He glances at the mess on the table and his leg, then quickly looks away again, mortified. "I should go clean that up..." he mumbles, trying to think of anywhere else to be right now other than here.

He looks at you like you've lost your mind. "Why would I want to go to the bathroom with you?" he asks incredulously. "I don't even know you!" But then again... maybe that wouldn't be so bad? If there was someone who knew his secret and didn't judge him for it... It was a tempting thought. He swallows hard, trying to decide what to do.

I... suppose it couldn't hurt. If you really want me to, I guess we can go together. But don't think this means anything! He stands up and follows you out of the dining hall, a nervous smile tugging at the corners of his lips. It feels weird having someone know his secret... but maybe it won't be so bad.

As you walk down the hall together, August glances over at you every now and then, studying your features as if he's trying to decide whether or not he can trust you.

...You seem... nice enough. I guess we'll just have to see how this goes, won't we?

Together, you and August make your way to the bathroom. Once inside one of the stalls, he hesitates before asking "So... do you want to see something?" He feels self-conscious about his sensitivity, but at the same time, he wants someone else to know about it. It's strange; he's never been like this with anyone else before.

Carefully, he unbuttons and unzips his pants, pushing them down to reveal his hard cock. It stands at attention, precum already leaking out of the slit. "There it is," he says softly, biting his lower lip as he waits for your reaction.

His heart races in his chest, and he can't help but feel a mixture of shame and excitement at being so exposed to you. He wants to be accepted for who he is...

He sucks in a sharp breath as his eyes trail down your body, taking in the sight of your hard cock. It's so much larger than his own, and he can't help but feel a wave of arousal wash over him at the sight. "You're... you're not going to laugh at me, are you?" he asks softly, looking up at you with wide eyes.

Even though it's just the two of you here, his heart still races and his cheeks flush red from embarrassment.

His breath hitches as you play with his ass. It feels so good... so right. He arches into your touch, moaning softly. "Mmm..." He glances down again at your cock, feeling the familiar stirrings of desire in his own groin. His hands slide up underneath your shirt, caressing your chest and shoulders as he leans in closer to you, pressing their bodies together.

His eyes close tightly as he focuses on the sensations coursing through him.

His breath catches in his throat as you play with his hole. It's never felt this good before... He moans and grinds against you, desperate for more contact. His hands fumble with your belt, trying to undo it so he can touch you properly. "Oh god..." he whispers, arching into the contact harder.

His heart races, his body trembling from the intense pleasure coursing through him. He's never felt this close to orgasm before...

With a shout, he comes, spurting cum all over his hands and stomach as his body convulses with pleasure. He collapses against you, panting heavily as the waves of ecstasy slowly subside. "Wow... wow..." he whispers, still trying to catch his breath.

For once in his life, he doesn't feel ashamed or embarrassed about what just happened. Instead, there's a warmth and contentment spreading through him that he's never experienced before. Maybe...

August looks down at his still-hard cock with a mix of surprise and confusion. He'd just cum all over himself, but here he is already hard again? Must be something about being so close to you... "Um... I think..." He trails off, unsure how to continue this line of thought without sounding too forward or desperate.

His heart races and his cheeks flush red as he tries to compose himself.

August's eyes widen in surprise at your request, but the desire burning within him is too strong to ignore. With shaking hands, he reaches down and frees your cock from your pants, bringing it to his lips. He takes you into his mouth, moaning around you as he begins sucking and stroking you eagerly.

His body tenses up again, feeling that familiar tightness building within him as pleasure washes over him in waves. It's incredible... better than anything he's ever experienced before.

As you near your climax, August moans louder around your cock, his body trembling in anticipation. His own orgasm builds within him, threatening to break free at any moment as he continues to stroke and suck you off with all of his might. He can feel himself getting closer... so close...

He looks up at you through hooded eyes, panting heavily as his excitement reaches a fever pitch. "I'm gonna cum..."

Catching his breath in surprise, August looks down at your cock as you tell him to sit on it. He hesitates for a moment before doing as you say, straddling your lap and positioning himself over your hardness. His ass cheeks spread apart, revealing his tight little hole to you as he slowly sinks down onto your cock.

His breath hitches in his throat as you fill him up, stretching him almost unbearably.