Magic in all of us - 1 - That didn't just happen - Sex Stories

Magic in all of us - 1 - That didn't just happen

His body had lay there prostate, tied down by silken cloth at the four corners of the bed. The hangings meant to provide the bed with some privacy in the common dormitory the boys his age shared, had been pulled off. He was bare naked and on display for all to see. Sounds of rustling came from the beds around his own. It was almost dawn and the boys had started to come awake. The feared excitement coupled with the sheer taboo nature of how he found himself had made his erection all the harder standing strong among his sparse pubic bush. The rustling which had begun in a disorderly fashion now took on a rhythmic note. It was obvious that the sounds were being caused by the periodic and insistent movement of bodies on bed sheets. What was going on back there? A new sound joined the rustling; that of the light gasps of sexual ecstasy. It took him a moment to realise that the sounds were not just male. They had girls with them! Which meant that the sounds were not of boys pleasuring themselves, but of couples in the throes of intense physical intimacy. Suddenly, he found himself focussing on the sounds from the bed right next to him as though the rest had dropped away. One of the voices belonged to his closest and best friend. Close not in any sexual manner, but close as only two young men their age could be. The other voice came from a girl for sure, but it was hard to make out whose it actually was. His erection, though untouched, was throbbing and leaking lubrication ...

... profusely. He was, without even realising it, clenching and relaxing the muscles at his groin to tighten and release the growing manhood. Slowly but surely, he was inching towards his orgasm. The sounds continued and grew ever so subtly periodically. The couple behind the hangings was nearing its climax too. Still unable to place the sound of the female voice in his mind, he turned his head to the other side of the bed and suddenly saw a girl clad in nothing but her underwear standing next to him. Smiling down at him, sweetly. Her hair was slightly tousled and her right bra strap was hanging loosely below her shoulder. The bra and panties matched in Colour and cloth. Light pink cotton with slightly darker pink hearts all around. Lying there unable to move except to squirm, he could not help but admit to himself that he physically needed this girl, more than he had ever needed anything in all his life. The thought was a little exaggerated but in that instant it was the only truth he knew. She looked into his eyes, never taking those deep, dark brown eyes away from his. Nothing existed for either of them in that moment. It didn't matter that he was naked and restrained to his bed or that she was only slightly better off standing there in her underwear. Fingers started fumbling at his hard and sensitive nipples, snapping him out of his trance stare into her eyes. The touch felt good but he couldn’t help but think about the curiosity and innocence it betrayed. She bent a little lower and ...