Continue the Run

You begin to panic, quickly reassuring her that it's no big deal and you can still run. She seems apprehensive, but before she can try and change your mind you tell her you'll clean up quick in the bathroom, and jog away. It's on the other side of the pavilion, so there's not too far to go anyway. Once inside, you quickly find a stall and drop your shorts. Your cock is still hard, and you realize with even more embarrassment that she must've seen your little bulge as well. The thought of her disgusted face turns you on immensely, and you can't help but begin to stroke yourself.

Soon enough you realize how much of a mistake you made, as no matter how fast you stroke you can't get off. The amount of times you'd came in the past day must have fried your refractory period, and despite maintaining your erection you can't get close to orgasm. Two and a half inches of somewhat hard microdick pokes up from your crotch, with no signs of softening. You hear your phone buzz, but in your panic ignore it. You've already cleaned your pants as well as you could, the damp spot only slightly less visible now, but should you go back out there with your tiny erection visible through your shorts?