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Their second day together had been mostly uneventful, yet it went by so quickly. They had looked at microscopic creatures in the shallow yet large puddle in the yard, and cooked a hearty dinner afterwards. Though while eating, Lee had been an utter klutz and managed to spill his glass of water onto Angel’s lap, soaking their borrowed pants. Lee had somewhat panicked, and apologized profusely knowing he didn’t really own any other pairs that would fit angel’s slender frame at all. Angel didn’t really seem to mind though, they took the whole ordeal rather lightly and calmed Lee down somewhat. It was now around 7pm, the sky outside had darkened, and the pair was sat on the couch watching something or other pertaining to rainforest mammals.
It really wouldn’t be anything out of the ordinary, considering how they had spent the previous evening, if it wasn’t for Angel’s obvious lack of pants. They wore a large shirt covering anything above the thighs, but underneath they were sitting directly on the couch in panties only. Lee at least assumed they wore panties. He felt his neck get sweaty at the thought. He nailed his gaze to the screen of the bulky CRT tv, keeping his focus on the shifting colorful lights emanating from it. Angel said something to the effect of a comment on the strange look of a bug on the screen, but Lee was much too busy trying to keep his heart rate in check to muster out anything more than a “hm.”. That seemed sufficient enough for Angel, as they didn’t try to push further conversation. They leaned back and shifted their position slightly, their pale thigh now invading the corner of Lee’s view. He could feel his chest pounding at the realization, and tried to double down on his self control by shifting his head slightly to not look.
After a couple minutes his neck started to hurt. Sitting this way with his head slightly tilted was not at all comfortable, and probably not advantageous for his posture either. He straightened his neck out and the soft, pale thigh almost lit up the room as it re-entered his line of vision. A curiosity welled up in him. What did Angels bare legs actually look like? Were they soft? Hairless? Maybe a few moles? His line of thought wouldn’t last long as the initial curiosity and excitement was shortly followed by guttural guilt and embarrassment. But the brief excitement had been enough nonetheless and Lee felt a tingling sensation building in his crotch. Internally wrestling with his shame, he moved his eyes to look further to the left and revealed Angel’s knees…thighs…
Lee exhaled sharply through his nose upon discovering Angel’s big shirt had gotten bunched up and now revealed a sliver of their underwear. Black and dark grey stripes. Lee had his assumption confirmed.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick.”
Angel’s voice startled Lee and made him shift his gaze back to the screen in a nanosecond. “S-sure. It’s over there to the left of the entrance.” he felt his face run hot in embarrassment at his stutter. Angel let out a soft chuckle “I know, thanks though.” This just added to Lee’s embarrassment.
As Angel got up from the couch, an idea struck Lee like lightning. Electricity pulsed all over his body.
The sound of the bathroom door locking felt like a gunshot and snapped him out of his thoughts. He needed to be quick if he was gonna do this. Lee felt the mixed excitement and disgust at his own thoughts well up in his chest as he turned to look over at the couch cushion where Angel had been sitting moments prior. He moved his face closer, losing the mental iron grip he had on himself, letting his thoughts run wild and his dick swell in his soft pj pants. Closer. The tip of his nose just barely touched the fabric of the couch, lightly sniffing it. It smelled like Angel, almost exactly how their jacket had smelled. And this fabric had been directly in contact with…
The thought pushed him over the edge. His dick felt burning hot and throbbed against the fabric of his pants, as he pushed his nose deeper into the couch cushion. Lee inhaled deeply, trying to savour all he could of Angel’s scent. He had no control anymore. His hands traveled from the couch and into his pants, gently rubbing his throbbing dick through his underwear. A wet spot had formed at the very tip. Feeling his mind slip, he cautiously stuck out his tongue and hesitated for a moment before licking the seat Angel had sat on only a minute ago. Their panties had touched this spot. The thought made Lee feel like his head was going to explode. He continued to desperately lap at the couch cushion, praying for the first time since he was a young boy, that Angel had left some sweat, residue, scent, anything on the seat. His heart raced and sweat formed in drops on his forehead as he huffed and licked the seat, all while tightly massaging his steel hard dick. He felt incredible. Even his own disgust at himself and his depraved action only turned him on more. He was too far gone now.
After what felt like forever, yet not long enough, the lock on the bathroom door clicked again. Angel yawned and wandered out of the small room, making sure to turn the light off as they left. As they approached the couch, Lee suddenly got up and marched briskly towards the bathroom without a word. Angel assumed they probably took a while in there and felt somewhat embarrassed. They went back to sit on their side of the couch, but not before noticing a small wet spot where they had been sitting previously. Angel’s face flushed thinking it was some discharge or otherwise and sat down quickly to cover up their crime, hoping Lee hadn’t seen.
They went back to watching the tv screen, while Lee covered his mouth with his hand, trying his hardest to stay quiet and not let any sound escape through the bathroom door.