I'm about to cum!

As the waiter placed my chicken cacciatore in front of me and departed, it hit me -- that old, familiar feeling -- I'm about to cum. The constant stimulation, the pre-cum dripping all over, the amount of time I've been holding it in, being jerked right here in front of everyone, all this culminates right now in my genitals. My scrotal sac tightened and pulled my balls up close to my body. I gave off a little sexual shiver. Oh god, here it comes! I can't hold back anymore. Everything seems to be moving in slow motion. What to do? What to do? I stuffed a big chunk of chicken in my mouth to cover my groans.

"That must be some damn good chicken, eh?" Scott asked.

I nodded as I choked it down. Here it comes, an amazing amount of pressure has built up in the base of my dick. I could feel the cum collecting at the base and travelling up my urethra at warp speed. An amazing sensation followed it as it moved. A jet of semen shot from the tip of my cock and splattered on the underside of the table. I coughed violently to cover the earth-shattering orgasm I was having. I shook violently as more streams of cum shot out of my cock. Oh, the release was great, it was euphoric. The last drops of cum dribbled onto Lauren's hand as my cock throbbed blissfully. I quit my feigned coughing as my dick finally began to soften and shrink. It was over, Lauren had jerked me off to orgasm under the table and we got away with it. As far as I knew, no one suspected a thing. I took a deep breath, sated, and reached under the table to tuck my dick back into my pants.