The guy sitting next to you

“Dude, you gotta stop or he’s going to kick you out”, I shot him a **** look. He was right of course. If I didn’t focus and Mr Hutchinson kicked me out then I’d have to retake the year. Which is not something I wanted to do.

“Thanks” I smiled weakly at him, “I don’t know what’s come over me.”

“From what I can tell you’re just really horny” he let out a short laugh, “I don’t think we’ve met before. My name is Dhruv, nice to meet you. I’d shake your hand but I’m worried about Mr H calling us out.”

Dhruv was not helping with my predicament. If anything he was making it worse. I had never seen him before, I’d remember if I had. From what I could tell he was of Indian descent, his brown eyes were pulling me in, his lips were the kind that are just inviting you to kiss them. Or more. He had a messy mop of black hair that seemed to both be unruly but almost intricately perfect at the same time. And he smelled so good, I don’t know what aftershave he used but it was definitely working for him. I couldn’t see much else from the way we were sitting and I was trying not to glance down at his crotch but this man was definitely attractive.

“Cory” I replied

“Mr Hutchinson made that clear” he needs to stop smiling because I was already straining against my jeans as much as I think is humanly possible.

“Did I just totally embarrass myself in front of everyone?” My hand was travelling back down to my crotch and I had to catch myself before I started groping at it again.

“I don’t think everyone saw what you were doing” he turned his head towards me and winked, “I definitely did but I’m not complaining.”

The heat inside me was growing again. It was practically burning me up from the inside now. It didn’t hurt though, it just seemed to fuel my desire. “No?”

“Definitely not.” He was biting on this end of his pencil, what I would give just to be between those lips for a second. “Maybe I can help you out sometime.”

“Really?”

“You’d have to take me to dinner first of course but I’m sure we can work something out.”

“And that is all I have for you today class. You may go” Mr Hutchinson announced, breaking us out of our conversation.

“Look I gotta run but I just airdropped you my number. We’ll figure something out.” He let towards me and grabbed my crotch, as he did he whispered “because I’m sure this will still need dealing with.” As he finished his sentence he grabbed his bag and left the room.

I could only sit there and wait for the iron pole in my underwear to subside a little before I left the room too. I didn’t have another lecture today but I don’t know if going back to room and jacking off was the best option. I should really go to the library and do some more research on my essay. Or should I stop off at the cafeteria and grab some food.