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Axton's Life

Axton Cyprus was in the most boring class of Monday, Mathematics. Axton sucked at Maths and he didnt care about Pythag, Trig or any of that other shit. All Axton thought about was what would happen tonight, he hoped to get silly with his girlfriend. Axton leaned over to his friend, Tallon and asked him to distract the teacher.

"Hey, can you distract the teacher, I need to do something real quick."

Tallon obliged with no question at all, he raised his hand and asked a question about the current problem on the board. The school was very strict on phone rules, so Axton always had to find a way, so he turned around and opened his phone and started messaging his girlfriend and asked her how she was doing and what she was doing. She answered typically. Axton's bladder began to throb and ache, he had drank so much water as the previous period was Sport. He clenched his legs together to hold in an incoming stream of piss, he didn't want to ask to go to the toilet to not attract any attention, he thought he could hold it for the last 30 minutes of the class.

10 minutes pass and he is at the point of grabbing his crotch and switching his legs a lot. It was only at this point when Axton remembered his massive lunch, a very hot taco from Taco Bell. He thought this moment couldn't get any worse as he had started to feel his bowels moving and something pushing out his rear. It was going to come out both ends and he wouldn't be able to hold it in, he had to clench his butthole very tightly, but it wouldn't cut it. Tallon had noticed Axton starting to sweat and asked,

"Are you okay, you look quite sick and sweaty."

"Nah bro, i'm fine," Axton responded grinding his teeth.

Unbeknownst to Tallon, Axton was getting sick of the girls and had started crushing on his own best friend, so he started to blush as Tallon was caring about him. Axton had to cross his legs even more as he had started to get a hard on, he really wanted to rush to the bathroom but at this point he couldn't even get up. Axton started to blush so much that he had nearly the whole classroom staring at him and he could feel their eyes like knives, he put his head down and he started to shake. 

After another 20 minutes the class had finally finished and he stood up and rushed outside pushing others out the way, he was mere meters to the closest bathroom. He took his mind off everything waiting for the moment to come and he simply let go and as the younger people walked past, he could feel everyone staring at him, he thought to himself,

"Oh, fuck."

He had let go. It had happened. He could feel a wetness dribble down his legs and a puddle form around him. He crossed his legs and felt really embarrassed, he turned around and felt a log slowly fall out of his rear and his boxers filled with sticky poo, he stopped in his tracks. Everyone was staring at him and at that point he couldn't handle all the pressure and he collapsed.