The other day, I was at my friend's house. He is a ftm transgender and I happen to have a crush on him. I was over his place for him to tutor me. Now, some sexual encounters have happened previously between him and I, so he knows very well of my feelings. But anyway, after a half an hour of frustration from the studying, we gave up and decided to head into his room to watch some tv. Every now and then I'd catch a glimpse of him for my own sexual thoughts of what we could be doing on this bed right now, but he kept busy with his phone and watching tv.
After a bit of wishful thinking, I noticed how horny I was. I needed to get off but I just couldn't with him present and in his house no less. His mom called him from the other room and asked him to run to the store for her, so he proceeded to get undressed in front of me and pick out clothes to put on. And that was all I could take. He asked me if I wanted to come, but I declined; I had something else in mind.
Once he left, I undid my jeans and laid face down on his bed, breathing in his lovely and sexy scent from the bed. I put two fingers inside of me, all the while feeling how easily wet I had become. I didn't have time for the slow and overwhelming stimulation I'd come to enjoy during my usual masturbation sessions; he could return at any minute. So I roughly fingered myself to the thoughts of what we had done previously on his bed and what I oh so wanted to do with him now. My orgasm was building, tantalizing me as I became rougher with myself while trying to keep quiet so his mother wouldn't hear. The adrenaline mixed with fear and the thoughts of him and I sent me right over the edge, and I finally came. I felt so good, but so guilty. But I didn't have time to reflect. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean myself up.
When he got back, he didn't suspect a thing and we went on to watching more tv like normal. And I realized in the back of my mind, I wanted him to catch me. But I guess that's a whole other story.
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