As the day goes on

Danny cleans the spent remnants off his chest and face, as his lesson continues, the professor droning on in the background. He couldn’t care less to what was being taught all he cared about was continuing to chase the pleasure that was quickly escaping.

The monitor screen bathed Danny is a soft light as he stared blankly at the screen waiting for his **** to end.

Danny zoned out, half listening to his professors voice as it cuts through the stale air. The professors wrinkled forehead filled the screen as he leaned too close to the camera. “Well, unless there are any final questions…” Danny perked up, knowing the end of the lecture was near “well then that concludes our lecture good day.”

The meeting ended, the lecture was over, Danny was free… Well for maybe ten minutes before his next lecture began.

Danny exhaled as he closed the zoom window, his dim bedroom now in complete silence, the storm still ranging on outside his window “not leaving anytime soon,” he starched his arms over head, the gaming chair creaking beneath him. A familiar warmth began to grow in his groin “again already.”

He swivelled slightly in the chair, letting his thighs fall open wider as his cock twitched against his stomach as if revitalised for a second round. Danny grinned to himself, his fingertips tracing idle circles on his inner thigh as he watched himself harden fully.

A notification chimed on his phone, the lectures slides being uploaded, but he ignored it instead reaching for the half empty water bottle on his desk, bringing it to his lips to take a slow swig, his other hand sill lazily stoking his erection. The water was cold against his lips contrasting the heat between his legs.

The water bottle clattered onto the desk as Danny’s grip tightened around his hard cock, his breath heavier as his thumb swirls around the leaking head. His eyes glancing at the time on the monitor before dropping his head back on the chair. His phone buzzed with a message about the upcoming group project, he swiped it away not caring as he had other projects he wanted to finish right now.

He sat naked in his chair achingly erect as he stroked himself vigorously.

The chair groaned under Danny’s shifting weight as he arched into his own touch, toes curling, he meant this to be a quick release to relieve tension after a previously ‘stressful’ lecture.

His free hand fumbled for the desk drawer, knocking against stray highlighters before finding the small bottle of lube he kept tucked at the back, the cap popped open with a satisfying click, and the scent of coconut filled the air contrasting the musk of his own body. He released his cock pouring a generous amount into his palm, the liquid warming between his fingers as he clasped his cock once more with a low sigh as he continued rubbing.

Danny’s breath hitched as the oil slicked his skin, the glides of his own hand now effortless, prefect. He let his eyes flutter shut just for a moment as he climax built focusing solely on the sensation, the way his fingers tightened just right, the way his hips rocked subtly into his own motion. The chair creaked again, louder as his motions intensified, he grinned at the sound.

His phone buzzed rattling against the desk, his eyes cracked open, catching a glimpse at the time on his monitor “shit… my lecture” Danny caught up in pleasure hasn’t realised his lecture began ten minutes ago.

Danny scrambled from his chair lunging forward, fingers fumbling with his keyboard as his cock throbbed and bobbed under the desk. He opened up zoom, cursing under his breath. His cock twitched as it leaked and dripped precum, the sensation still tightening in his balls.

One hand darted under the desk not wanting the sensation to fade, jerking vigorously as the other joined the meeting. The second he was on and connected, it hit him, his breath came in ragged, sharp bursts as his movements grew more erratic, the stair growing one last time as his hips jolted forward.

His back arched, his eyes rolling back as a bead of pearl white cum, leaked from his swollen cock, then a thick, hot stream shot out hitting against the underside of the solid wood desk, then another shot out again and again, his body vibrating with pleasure. The climax sending waves of heat over him, the mess pooling under the desk, his mess hidden, a secret beneath the desk.

He let out a shaky laugh, fingers still grasped around his softening cock as it leaked the last drops of his seed, his head rolled back resting on the chair as his grip slackened releasing himself as his eyes drifted to the monitor focusing on his professor teaching as if nothing happened, non the wiser to what just occurred, to the mess he just made.