A Chance Discovery (M/F)

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I had a couple of hours free, so I figured I'd give writing something another go. I don't see this being a hugely long-term story, but we'll see. Here are the first three chapters, if it goes down well I'll write some more.

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Chapter 1 – The Sighting

Time had quite literally stopped. And by ‘quite literally’, I of course mean figuratively. But that’s how it felt to Chloe at the end of another interminable day of school. She’d been kept awake for most of the night by the sound of a hailstorm pelting the roof right over her head, and the lack of sleep had combined with the most tedious day in her timetable to make the day truly unbearable. She stared intently at the clock, trying to push the minute hand around with the power of thought alone. Strangely enough, it didn’t happen.

Eventually, it came. The bell. The sweetest sound of the day. She leapt up out of her chair, shoved her books into her bag, and walked out of the classroom. She was desperate to get home, so she could relax, take a nap, and generally unwind. As it was Thursday, she needed to be well-rested for the next day – having turned 18 the Sunday before, she could now go out to bars and clubs freely, and this Friday would be her first big night out on the town. She was an attractive girl – blonde and petite, with a cute, perky little ass, firm C-cup breasts, and a face that was purely beautiful. Chloe was one of the few attractive girls in her year that wasn’t far too aware of it, and she’d managed to form a personality to go with her looks on top of that.

It was only as Chloe neared the exit to the school building that she realised she needed the bathroom, desperately. She’d been concentrating so hard on making the day end that she’d subconsciously blocked it out. She knew she wouldn’t make it all the way home on the bus without being severely uncomfortable. After a few seconds weighing up her options, she dashed to the nearest girls’ bathroom. Pushing on the door, it wouldn’t open. Then she saw the ‘out of order’ sign. With a frustrated groan, she turned away. The nearest toilets were pretty much halfway across the building – if she went there now, she’d miss the bus.

Then Chloe looked to the boys’ bathroom next door. Looking around, this corridor was deserted – most of the school left by the main entrance, but Chloe’s bus went from the other side of the building. What harm would it do if I nipped in there quickly, she thought. After another quick check that no-one was looking, she dashed inside, hurried into a stall, locked it behind her and… well, there’s no need to go into too much detail about the next step. It’s fairly obvious.

About half a minute after she’d entered, Chloe heard more footsteps entering the room. Crap, she thought, now I’m gonna have to wait until they’ve left to get out of here. The footsteps headed into the next stall, closing and locking the door. Chloe stayed as quiet as she could, even trying to breathe silently for fear that the person on the other side of the partition could determine gender through the sound of exhalation. Then came the sound from the next stall, and Chloe turned her head a little. It sounded like someone had turned a garden hose on and was aiming it at the bowl. And as she turned her head, she saw there was a crack in the partition, barely more than a few millimetres. But it was enough to allow Chloe to glimpse the most enormous cock she’d ever seen in her life.

Her eyes widened, utterly transfixed as she watched the guy pee. That certainly hadn’t been part of her plans for the evening. She’d been with a handful of guys before, some of them fairly well endowed, but this was something else. She guessed it had to be about 8 inches long, and there was no denying it was hugely thick as well. The guy’s foreskin hung past the end of the head a little, and it was perfectly proportioned all the way along. As he finished up, he shook off the last drops, confirming to her that he was completely soft. Or at least, mostly soft. He flushed, left the stall, took a few seconds to wash his hands, then hurried out, leaving Chloe utterly awestruck, and ridiculously aroused.

Chloe left the bathroom about 15 minutes later. She’d spent that time… well, there’s no need to go into too much detail about that. It’s fairly obvious.
 

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Chapter 2 – Detective Work

Fast-forward to lunchtime the next day. Chloe and her two best friends Tara and Gemma were alone in their form room, talking about nothing in particular, when she began to tell them about what had happened the previous day. After they’d laughed at her having to use the boys’ bathroom, they were soon taking it a little more seriously.

“You saw what?!” They seemed to shriek it in unison.

Chloe giggled. “Like I said, I saw the most ridiculously huge cock… ever. I mean, the thing was almost scary.” She held her hands about 8 inches apart to give them some sense of its size.

“So… who was he?” Tara was asking what they were both thinking. Gemma leaned forward in anticipation.

Chloe just shrugged her shoulders. “I have no idea.”

Tara and Gemma exchanged glances, then looked straight back at Chloe. “You have no idea?” Gemma asked.

“No idea at all. His cock was the only thing I saw.”

“It can’t have been the only thing,” Tara replied. “You must have seen something else, or heard something else.”

“Well I wasn’t really paying attention to anything else!”

“Come on, think back. Try and picture it. There’s gotta be some clue you’re missing,” Gemma continued to probe.

Chloe looked to the corner of the room, trying to focus her mind. All it was focusing on at first was that cock, and she had to try and put that out of her mind, given that she’d spent most of the previous 20 hours thinking about it. Then it came to her, a tiny hint of something significant, a small detail she’d lost in the intensity of the experience.

“I got it! He was wearing Converse shoes!”

Tara and Gemma looked at each other again. “Oh, brilliant! Now all we have to do is find someone at school who wears Converse. That narrows it down to only… oh, about two hundred people.” Gemma liked her sarcasm on a Friday afternoon.

Chloe flashed a sarcastic smile back. “I wasn’t finished! They were black, and the toe cap bit on the left one had a big crack with down the middle of it.”

Tara shrugged. “OK then, all we’ve got to do is find the guy with that shoe and we’ve identified the horse. It’s like porno Cinderella.”


They all laughed, and agreed to keep a look-out. Tara and Gemma did principally because they loved a good bit of gossip. Chloe did because she wanted to see Mr. Converse’s cock all over again.
 

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Chapter 3 – Mikey

The school year was coming to a close. It was now six weeks after Chloe’s experience in the bathroom, but to her it seemed like no time at all. She’d been completely unable to put it out of her mind, and any time that she needed to masturbate, it was the first thing she thought of. Her imagination had gone off in so many directions from that single image in her memory, her mind reeling with possibilities, wondering how big it could get, how it would look completely hard, how it would taste, how it would feel inside her… It never took her long to reach a mind-blowing orgasm.

That’s exactly how this morning started. After less than ten minutes of time with her imagination, Chloe got out of bed and headed for her computer, slumping in the chair in front of her desk. She rubbed her eyes, looking at the clock, which read 11:15. She was on study leave for her end-of-year exams, which she figured was a good reason not to get up too early. Plenty of sleep would help her concentrate, she rationalised. As ever, her first thought was to log on to Facebook, and when she did so, she found a message from Mikey.

Mikey was someone Chloe had known of for years. Their respective parents had been friends at university, so growing up they’d seen each other now and then, although they’d never really become friends. The only connection they seemed to have was studying Chemistry at the same school. Because of this, Chloe’s mum had offered, via Mikey’s mum, for Chloe to help him with his studying. The net result of this was an almighty argument that had ended with Chloe being grounded for a weekend, and Chloe having to help him out anyway.


After getting together a few times, though, she’d grown to like him. He was definitely the quiet type, didn’t seem to socialise much. If she’d had to categorise him, and Chloe hated doing so, she’d have said he was nerdy. Studying and gaming seemed to be his life, from what she could tell. Now and then, though, he came out of his shell a little and in those moments, Chloe had enjoyed his company, so much so that they’d even been for coffee a few times. She knew he must like her, given that he didn’t even like coffee. He was a little below average height, pretty skinny, and dressed in fairly unremarkable indie-style clothes most of the time, with short black hair, unstyled. Not a remarkably good-looking guy, but a little cute in the right light.

She opened the message, which was simply asking if she was free to come over and study that afternoon. She checked her phone, and the same message waited for her there. He’s a lovely guy, but he really is too keen, she thought to herself. She replied to say she’d be over in an hour or so and started to get ready.

An hour later, she was knocking on his front door. He opened up almost before she’d finished knocking, and she laughed a little, smiling warmly.

“Hey Mikey, how’s it going?”

“Good, thanks. Come in, you can head up to my room. I was just sorting some washing out, I’ll be up in a minute.”

She did as he said, trudging up to his room, getting the text books out of her bag. For a teenage boy, his room was fairly tidy, although Chloe did notice stacks of clothes and games lying around here and there. And there was a pile of shoes behind the door.

Then her heart started pounding, as sticking out of the pile, she saw a black Converse, with a split down the middle of the toe-cap.
 

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I'm loving this story.
I love stories like this that focus more on the characters and their relationships, rather than constant fucking and over-the-top sex.
The style of writing is fairly good and the pace does seem a little fast but then you di say you wouldn't make it a long story so It's ok.
I'd love to hear more from this and hope you don't leave it too long before posting more.
Also don't make it too ridiculous with his cock.
 
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I'm not usually a fan of M/F but you write very nicely. You should definitely keep going.
 

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Very nicely developed. I guess what you're saying is that Miley might have gotten a new pair since she saw him in the boys room. Making it harder for any of the other girls to find him. is Miley going to be a virgin unaware of his size?