***WARNING: Contains fetishes, thoughts of exhibitionism, and masturbation.
Toru P.O.V. 1st Person
I bite on my thumbnail as I rest on my bed. Their face keeps coming into my mind; their room is just next door. And lately, I have grown addicted to borrowing (y/n)'s things.
I push the window to my room open, crawling out into the back of the dorms. There's a gate around the place, and we're on the first floor. No one is back here. I shake their window which, as usual, is poorly locked. It swings right open, letting me hop on inside.
I take in the smell of (fav/scent) as I shut my entrance behind me. The room is a mix of (f/c), (2/f/c), and (color that compliments both of those).
My first stop is (y/n)'s dresser. I dig through the drawers full of clothes. Considering their family is loaded like everyone else here, there's some nice stuff. Most of what they do wear is for the sake of comfort and formality.
The next drawer was full of underwear. I sort through their bras and panties and the like. I pick up a (f/c) bra that catches my eye. I'm certain I saw (y/n) wearing this one yesterday. Just holding it in my hands is enough to get me excited, my cheeks all flustered as I imagine it on them.
I pull out a pair of panties and sniff them. Their scent still lingers on them. I groan at the tightness of my jeans as I dig around (y/n)'s room once more. '(y/n) doesn't have any toys... maybe I should bring some of Yuri's next time...' I sit down on their bed, eyeing the erection in my pants. 'Should I just jerk off here?' I palm the bulge, imagining them walking into the sight of me wanking on her bed. I imagine their surprised yet excited expression. 'No. That isn't accurate.' I frown. 'It would be disgusted.' I'm even lucky to smell (y/n)'s clothes.
I debate going out before deciding to go back to her pillow. '(y/n)'s rested their head on this. It smells just like them, tainted by their breath, their sweat, their hair, and their tears.' I walk to their front door with the bra, panties, and pillow in hand. 'That will be all for today.'
Unlocking the door, I leave it that way so I can go back in if I need to. No one is around the halls. 'They're probably off with their friends. Something I don't really have.' (You have the friend in your pants... and you have me.) Plopping back on my bed, I pull down my fly and run my hand across my length. I hold their bra in my free hand pressing my fingers into the soft pads as I jerk myself off.
My clothes become hot and stick to my skin. I pull my shirt off from over my head and shove my pants and briefs down. The cool air envelopes my hot body. It feels quite nice.
I stop myself as I feel myself growing close. I can't cum yet; I have to hold it longer. At least for the next time I do it with (y/n). I set the bra aside and pick up the (2/f/c) panties I'd left on my bed. Carefully, I pulled the fabric up and over my legs. Of course they don't hug my body right because of my erection, but I can't help but love how humiliating yet arousing it feels to wear them. I feel both like a sissy and blessed by a goddexx at the same time. Simply just wearing them might have been enough to make me cum. But my thoughts return as something crashes in the hallway.
I lay back on my bed after calming myself. Stumbling over her pillow I pick it up and lay the soft cushion beneath my hips, wrapping my arms under it as I pound into its comforts. I clench my jaw, flexing my abs a bit as I rock my hips.
My hands reach behind me, tugging the (2/f/c) fabric off. Bringing them to my nose I smile at the scent of my seed and (y/n) mixing together. At the sight of precum that soaks the fabric and the sticky, wet feel of (y/n)'s panties in my hand.
Reaching under the bed, I pull out one of Yuri's vibrators to shove into my ass. Between the two motions I let out moans, which grow louder with each second pace. Pure bliss fills me as I cum, leaving a wet spot on the pillow.
I catch my breath as I slip a new pair of briefs on, but they're uncomfortable. Soon I return to the panties that make me feel relaxed. A new pair of jeans and a shirt are needed though before I can head out again.
In case I get panicky later, I shove (y/n)'s bra down my pants. It sits there very obviously, but I don't care. I can just say I have a boner or something. I need to eat before I head to class. So down the hall I go, running a bit late for someone going to get lunch.