Jacob finished all of his homework for the evening and headed back to his apartment. While he was walking he took the piece of paper out of his pocket and looked at it again.
"Heather," Jacob said out loud. He started to put the number into his phone and then stopped himself. "No, you'll just get into trouble again."
He made it to his house where he put his back pack up and plunked down on the couch. He fired up his laptop and immediately went to the social site for his campus. It didn't take him long to find the page that Heather had been referring to. The page featured his picture and a long article stating why women should steer clear of him and boys like him. At the bottom it had a comment section where a whole list of girls had posted various things.
One said "Yeah this jerk just walked right up to me in the commons and asked me if I wanted to go back to his place."
Another read "Right in the middle of the gym I am doing a leg machine and I look up and there is Jacob staring at me. He even put his two fingers to his mouth and made it look like he was licking them."
That's all Jacob could read. He went back to his home page and saw he had over 30 messages. He clicked on his inbox and began reading subject lines. Most of them were various girls scolding him for being a bastard. Sadly some of them were girls saying they too were interested in only sex and because he was so hot and would he like to hook up with them.
Jacob logged out of the social site and turned on the TV. He hated how horny he was. He thought about going into the bathroom to take care of the problem right then and there. He decided against it. He needed to just push those thoughts out of his mind altogether. He lay on the couch and watched the TV. Some dumb show on Cartoon Network was on and he watched it in silence for a long time.
After nearly 2 hours of TV it was getting close to 10pm. He walked into his bedroom and stripped down to nothing, then threw his clothes in his dirty clothes hamper.
He thought about putting on pajamas but it felt good to be naked. Besides with the amount of time he had gone without getting off he was already fully hard and pajama pants would be uncomfortable anyway. He walked back into the living room and lay down on the couch. His penis stood hard and erect and he lay there looking at it over the din of the TV.
"You have gotten me in a lot of trouble." He said.
He looked back towards his room and that is when he noticed the little slip of paper laying on his bedroom floor. He got up off the couch and walked over to his room. The slip of paper lay on the ground next to his clothes hamper and had obviously fallen out when he took his pants off. He picked it up and carried it back to the couch where he set it on his coffee table. His cell phone lay next to his laptop.
He stared at his cell phone for a long time before he finally lost his nerve and picked it up. He grabbed the slip of paper and dialed the number into his phone. His cock began to throb as he typed out a text to Heather.
"Hey, just wanted to give you my number in case you wanted to hang out sometime." He texted.
Only a few minutes went by before his phone vibrated.
"Hey thank you." She texted back.
Another minute went by and then the phone vibrated again. Jacob's heart began to race. Why did his body automatically assume all girls texting him were going to be texting about hooking up?
"Maybe we could go get coffee sometime?"
"I would really enjoy that." Jacob texted back. He lowered the phone down and once again his eyes fell on his dick standing tall and in his line of sight. His phone vibrated again.
"What are doing right now?"
"Watching TV."
...Bzzzzt "I'm taking your advice."
"What advice did I give you?"
...Bzzzzt "To take care of my sexual frustration on my own."
Jacob's dick started to bounce along with his heartbeat. "Awesome. I hope that goes well for you."
...Bzzzzt "Want to see?"
Jacob closed his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He didn't reply back. He did not want to prompt another sexual encounter ever again.
...Bzzzzt. He looked down at his phone. The message waiting light blinked on and off. It seemed brighter than ever as if it were lights on a runway and he was trying to land a plane. He picked up the phone and turned the screen on. The picture was of a girl's vagina. Lips swollen and obviously shaved recently. They looked smaller than Clair's, Alex's and Taylors, probably the smallest set of labia he had seen for a while.
Two fingers were spreading the lips apart and even in the picture Jacob could tell how wet she was.
"I thought you said you didn't like to do that?" He texted.
...Bzzzzt "I was able to go this long. I forgot how good it felt."
"It looks amazing." Jacob had to stop himself from texting the words, wish I was there.
...Bzzzzt "It would be fun if you just came over and touched yourself while I watched. That way you could say we never touched each other."
"I don't think so. This is exactly how I get into trouble."
...Bzzzzt "I won't tell anyone. I have a roommate but she won't say anything."
"I can't. My life is already ruined as it is. I'm going to bed. Hope you get yourself off really good. It is quite satisfying."
...Bzzzzt "I sent you a picture of me, can you at least send me a picture of you?"
"Why so that the picture can make it on the social networking site as well. Not only will they have a picture of my face, then they will have a picture with the caption reading, keep away from this penis. I better just go to bed."
...Bzzzzt "Trust me, it will help me get off and then I will stop sending you texts so you can go to bed."
"Yeah this works out really well when celebrities do it."
...Bzzzzt. It was another picture of her pussy, this time with one of her fingers curled around and going inside of her.
He went and laid down in bed after he plugged in his phone to the wall. His cock had finally gone back down after he was able to stop thinking about Heather. He was just going to sleep when his phone vibrated again.
"Please." The text read.
He rolled his eyes and lifted up the bed sheets. Just thinking about her seeing his penis made him hard all over again. He snapped a picture and put it into a text. He pushed send and plugged his phone back into the charger.
...Bzzzzt "Holy cow! That looks amazing."
"Well promise that you are the only one that will see it."
...Bzzzzt "I promise. We can pinkie swear tomorrow when we grab coffee."
