Somehow my bud managed not to shoot his load when the bell rang signaling the end of the horniest hour of his young adult life (or so he thought). The decision would be taken out of my hands by the time he got to end of the story. Another option was to just slip my dick out of my underwear and stroke it until I coated the inside of my leg with my load. I knew my friend wouldn't mind because he told me I had an open invitation to jerk off in his room whether he was there or not since I was he guest and he wanted me to always be relaxed no matter what.
By this time I was shamelessly rubbing my dick and seriously considering taking it out to jerk off or at least relieve a little pressure. The rest of the class was a blur of stories with cum filled happy endings read by a guy whose hard dick was right in front of his face from beginning to end. After the class had written for twenty minutes the teacher informed them that each student would read their story at the front of the class. My buddy thought he'd be able to able to hide his hard dick from the rest of class by being the last one to leave at the end but the teacher had other plans. He thought of repositioning it but considering what he had to think about he'd draw back a slimy hand from the near constant flow of precum and there was the fear that the slightest touch would make him spray his load all over the teachers desk. I had heard my friend tell the story a few times so he skipped over it and got to the part where his dick was so hard in his shorts curved down and trapped it hurt.
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The teacher began with a detailed description of the mechanics of male arousal and then had them spend the next twenty minutes writing about how they first learned how to masturbate. I bet that news made my buddy's dick jump but I didn't ask since he was getting to the good part.
Since it was all guys in the class the teacher decided to switch up the lesson planned for that morning with a group discussion on male sexuality and puberty.
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The teacher took a delight in publicly shaming latecomers but one look at my buddies full crotch made him not want to break the spell he had over the class so that he alone could enjoy the sight and ponder what manner of length and girth lay underneath. The only empty seat in science class was in the middle of the front row right, fifty feet from the teacher's desk. Running late he knew he ran the risk of getting a boner at least once before lunch if he dozed off and the Science teacher was a little dull at best and just a few years away from being fulling burned out in his early forties. Normally my buddy would have rubbed one out before getting out of bed or in a bathroom stall at school before the first class. As it was the shaft and balls where outlined and left little doubt that he was well hung (if not also full of cum).
When he took his seat in the back of the school bus he realized that his shorts rode up so high that the head of his dick was in danger of poking out if he didn't sit up straight. One morning he was running late and grabbed the first pair of shorts he laid his hands on and without thinking pulled them up his muscular legs while slipping his bare feet into flip flops before completing his regular outfit with a t-shirt. He told me about how he changed a failing grade Science into an A+.