Back in college I was in a Co-Ed fraternity organization of sorts. There were tons of pretty girls, and one girl in particular, Alicia, who was a pretty blonde girl with very little filter. I had a very platonic relationship with her, but I slept with a good friend of hers, which led to some playful comments about my size on a drunken occasion.

Fast forward to one particular night when I went a little too hard, but had an event early the next morning. I woke up hungover as a dog, and knew I needed a ride to make it. I sent out a mass text asking for a ride, and Alicia responded that she’d help me out. We texted directly and she said she’d just do her makeup at my house while I showered, and then we’d head out. I told her the front door was open and hopped in the shower.

A few minutes later I hear the door open, and hear Alicia walk to my room. One thing I hadn’t thought about was that my only mirror was hanging behind my door. So there I was, leaning with my head against my shower wall trying to revive myself in the hot water, and I hear “please don’t tell me that you don’t own a mirror!” as she swings the door to the bathroom wide open yelling at me.

My head was still in such a fog that I didn’t even think about what’s happening and just looked over and told her it was behind the door. I then realized she was staring right at my dangling cock and smiling. She just laughed and said “good for you” while staring down at my meat, and turning around and walking out.

Right before she shut the door I hollered at her to throw a pair of boxers from the top drawer in for me. I pulled the curtain closed more before she came back and threw some underwear in and shut the door again for me to finish up. But when I stepped out, I realized she had picked my smallest pair of boxer briefs. A white pair that leave little to the imagination.

I figured she knew exactly what she was doing, and decided to fluff myself up and angle my dick down my leg before walking out to my room. I stepped out and into my room, and was met with Alicia sitting in a chair right behind my door doing her makeup. She was eye level with my package and just smiles at me. I ask “is this what you wanted to see” and she just flatly responds “ Yes actually. Nice to see that the rumors are true”

As she says that, she lifts her and up and just flicks my shaft with her finger. I quiver when she does, and my dick jumps to attention. She smiles slyly and says “let me help you take care of that” and pulls the front of my underwear down.

As my dick jumps out her eyes light up. She grabs it with both hands and starts stroking it. She looks up and says “I always knew you were a big guy”

She worked me for a couple of minutes before I exploded and she cleaned me up. We never spoke of this encounter again, but she always gave me a little smirk from then on whenever we crossed paths.