He stared at the erotic drawing Infront of him pathetically, ignoring the constant blabbering about who knows what from the teacher teaching lessons at the front. He was supporting his head from his sticky hands and leaned on the wooden desk right infront of him, distracting himself from the class for seemingly absolutely no reason. Though, that case was quite untrue.
For what his mind was drifting off to, constant replays of the explicit H-Anime he watched earlier just at dawn kept on replaying on his mind, and it sure kept his mansword hard from morning til noon. The bulge was embarrassing for him personally,much more if anyone would see it. And so he superglued his butt on his seat for the entire day, trying to distract himself from his cursed thoughts, and trying to pathetically hide his bulge. — Though, he didn't even need to as his meatrod was so small that his bulge barely even stuck out to an average person's eyes. It was like a little nub, or what you would call a “Dick-Clit". His embarrassment was only due to his miserable self consciousness.
Speaking of the devil, he was probably the only ever one who tried to calm down their sinful erection that they got from watching something erotic, to looking at something else that was still erotic nevertheless in order to calm it down..?
His vulgarity knew no bounds and his common sense was nowhere to be found.
Not long after what seemed to be an eternity of constant self gratification and torture,He finally noticed the teacher infront suddenly calling out his name repeatedly, trying to catch what seemed to be a student who didn't pay a single attention to their lesson.
“Kento....."
“Kento..”
"KENTO!!”
The teacher yelled and stared at him with an irritated look, appearing as if they were about to eat him at any moment, with a stereotypical look of red glasses, black short hair, and a formal yet colorful clothing that was commonly worn by art teachers you would typically see in movies. Their calls finally took the attention of Kento, catching him by surprise as he looked at their direction and closed the vulgar book by well developed instinct.
“What does the first sentence in page......”
The teacher continued to spout their irritated nonsense as the other students naturally looked at his direction.
He who was caught off guard, naturally of course— strayed away from his plan of supergluing his ass to his seat and got up. Accidentally rubbing his sensitive bulge into the hard wooden desks' top as he stood. The friction was hell of an enough stimulation already that his face was weirdly flushed and sweaty, as he pathetically released his watery junk from the sudden contact, considering the constant hours that his rod went untouched. It made a wet stain and went through his dark colored pants, making the liquid extremely obvious.
From another person's point of view— Kento looked like as if he accidentally pissed himself from the teacher's intimidating demeanour. Faint giggles and laughter can be heard all throughout the classroom as the teacher's face twisted from disgust and displeasure.
He thanked God that he didn't let out an accidental moan, though he was shaking and quivering pitifully from the intense pleasure that came from that sorry rub. Hell, the shame he felt from emptying his balls at one touch right at an audience only made him even harder. He kept on squirming as he tried to decode the written combination words right Infront of him, holding the book with shaky hands.
Though his state was miserable, as he was rapidly considering and thinking of the ways he could disappear forever, he still answered to the teacher's request to the best of his abilities, although some of what he spoke was plain gibberish that he came up with on the spot.
The teacher eyed him attentively and with a tinge of rude judgement, replied in annoyance.
“Correct, Mr. Kento. Now please be seated.”
He sighed out of intense relief upon hearing those mighty words coming from them, and immediately sat down yet again on his seat— Though this time, he was rethinking his life choices and dying out of embarrassment rather than continuing to read his book.
Perhaps this was a better way to calm down his erection....
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A Girlfriend's Mission. | BL - 🔞
HumorKento have always yearned for a beautiful, thick, loving, motherly girlfriend who would satisfy his wants and give his needs yet felt as if all the girls around would purposely stay away from him. Of course, he never understood on the reason why, an...
