Fully Loaded E19 | He asks me about my loads anywhere and anytime

Everyone is over the age of 18

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From Wyatt’s POV

“Did you cum this morning?” 

Aaron and I have gotten very comfortable talking to each other like this. He's keenly interested in my loads and is never shy to ask about the details of how far I shoot and how much it was. 

“Yeah, my morning wood woke me up at 5 am so I had to take care of it.” Talking about blowing my load is always exciting to me, and being in a noisy classroom before lecture starts makes it even better. 

“Shame. I wanted a big load in my mouth this morning.” Aaron pulls a sweater over his curly hair. My cock stirs at the memory of him milking me while plunging his dildo into me. 

“You know I've got more where it came from.” I fidgeted in my seat as other students settled into their seats around us. 

“I don't know. I wanted a big one. How much did you shoot this morning?” Aaron says while watching me adjust my pants in amusement. 

“I shot into –” I nod quickly at our friend who walks past us to his seat and I switch to a hushed whisper, “ –a rag so I don't know.” 

“Was it soaked?” 

All the talk about cumming was making balls stir. While I always shoot a pretty healthy load, I'm like any other guy. The more turned on I am, the more I shoot. 

And right now I can tell I can make it fucking rain from the way my balls burned. 

“Do you want to skip class?” I ask him, adjusting my dick in my pocket. 

Aaron gives me a coy smile and looks down at my hand adjusting myself. “No, let’s give it some time for you to recharge.”

“I'm good to go now.” I played with the tip of my cock in my pocket, trying to hint to him with my eyes. I’d love to plaster his face right now, even though it’s not likely going to play out like that in a public place.

“Later,” Aaron says and turns his attention to the front of class as the professor connects the projector. 

Class was difficult to focus on, but I did manage to calm down a little once the lecture started. After class, Aaron motioned for me to follow him to a study room in the library. The library is always full of students and today was no exception. In addition, this study room has a large window that hides very little. 

“What are we doing here?” I ask frustratedly. This isn't where I expected him to bring me after making me wait an hour.

“Study. What do you think? I booked it yesterday,” Aaron says with that same coy smile on his face. He pulls out his laptop and sets it on the table. 

“Come on,  Aaron. If you're not going to help me then I'm going to take care of it myself.” The cool wet spot on my underwear slid on me as I moved. The feeling turned me on more and I know I'm going to have to release before my afternoon classes. 

“Sit down.” Aaron shrugs from his seat. 

“I'm going to go to the bathroom,” I sigh loudly. Another wasted load down the toilet, I guess. 

“Sit.” 

Something in his voice compels me to do so. After I sat down on the chair, I stretched my long arms towards him and placed my chin on the table. 

“Please? Getting kind of full over here.” 

“I don't want you to cum in the morning anymore,” Aaron says. “By yourself anyways. I'll help you every morning, but I don't want a half load.”

My breath gets more shallow thinking about my jizz coating his brown curly hair and it dripping down his forehead as he milks the last drops out of me.

“If it's a half load, then I would rather not do it,” he adds while looking at me with his big curious eyes. 

“Okay.” I swallowed. My cock is stiff thinking about a dedicated drainer at its service. “But… How many times a day? I need at least 3 a day.” 

“You let me worry about that. You just worry about keeping it in.” 

My shaft is pulsing in my pants, ejecting small amounts of precum each time. If I'm not careful, I'm going to leak through these pants soon. 

“Deal?” 

“Deal,” I say back speedily. “Can we start now?” 

“Are you really full already? You must have not emptied yourself totally this morning.” Aaron closes his laptop. 

I shake my head and my hair gets in my face so I brush it back. “No, I rarely do in the morning. Not enough time. It's just to take the edge off. Can we go now?” 

The coy smile appears on Aaron's face again.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Aaron pushes his chair back and I smile at him. It's going to happen and my balls are going to be relieved. He does it so well. I pick my head up from the desk to follow him, but he gets on the floor instead. 

Realizing what is about to happen, I look at the large window in front of me. No one is paying attention, but they would definitely be able to see me if they looked. Would they be able to see under the table? Maybe not. I'm not sure. 

“There’s a private bathroom on the main floor.” I flinch when I feel his hands unbuckling my jeans. 

“This is where I want it,” Aaron says underneath the table. His hands pull at my pants and I lift myself so he can pull it off. “You're wet.” 

I am.

“Oh….” He slides my briefs up and pulls my boner out of the leg hole. “Aaron…there's a lot of people…” I know my cock is leaking profusely with his fist around my shaft. He spreads the coat of slime over me and licks the tip.

“Don't make any faces and we'll be okay.” 

“Okay.” I hold my breath as his thumb circles the spot under my head, lubed up by my excitement. “Oh god…” A wet feeling surrounds my cock. 

I watched groups of college students walk past the window, oblivious to the fact that I'm receiving a blowjob under the table. I tried my best to keep my facial expressions minimal, but eventually, I decided to put my head down on the table to pretend I was taking a nap. 

“Oh fuck, that's good,” I whisper. The light sucking sounds are so erotic coming from under the table. Aaron rewards me with a deep throat and I reach down to hold his curly locks while I enjoy the sensation of being swallowed. “Do you want me to cum in your mouth? I can cum at any time.” 

With a decisive wet twist up my cock, Aaron says, “I want you to get under the table.” His hand bends my cock away from my stomach. 

“Okay,” I moan out and he rewards me with another deep throat. “Oh fuck, I love that feeling.”

When his hand and mouth came off, I knew that it was my cue to go down. It was a little complicated to maneuver with my jeans around my ankles. By the time I got down there, Aaron was gone and sitting back on the chair. All I saw was his legs and his hands working to pull down his jeans. 

“Do you want me to suck you?” I ask in confusion. His tight white underwear comes off with his jeans. He jerks his fully erect cock while motioning me with his other hand to come closer. 

His cock is a nice size, albeit not bigger than mine. I do like the aesthetic upward curve he has to his shaft. I stick my tongue to lick him and taste his salty fingers. 

“Come closer,” Aaron pants. “I want to cum on you.” 

“We're at school,” I say with a shake of the head that nobody can see. 

“Do you want me to drain you fully?” 

My cock bounces at those words and my balls ache with anticipation. 

“Yeah.” 

“Then come closer,” he grunts. I move closer and his hand wraps around the back of my head. “Cumming!” 

I shut my eyes just in time for the warm liquid to land on my face. It wasn't a lot, but it was enough to cover my left cheek. 

“Mmmm..mmmm…” His hand pulls me in closer and I oblige. He rubs his gooey cock tip on my face, sighing in satisfaction. The smell of his cum reminds me of mine. 

I want to cum 

I need to cum. 

“Can you make me cum now?” My cock twitches. 

“I have another surprise for you.” Aaron waves his softened cock at me. I swallow it down in horniness and I hear him chuckle above the table. “I like how you like this.”