Definitely not

A small crowd forms around Casey’s crotch as the remaining students ask questions. None of them are heard by Casey though, as he’s too busy dealing with the sensations stuck in his cock. He had been on edge for around 15 minutes now and is separate for release, but too embarrassed to ask for it. He also was too embarrassed to be cumming right in front of his classmates faces. The fact that Miss Jackson’s monstrous cock was also in front of his face didn’t help.

“Miss Jackson, can we touch Casey’s cock? I’ve never been able to see a femboy penis so close and I’ve never touched one before.

“Sure! I’m sure Casey doesn’t mind! Plus he is our model after all.”

His protests are ignored as he feels several hands exploring his lower body. Most touch his cock, though only with one finger because of how small it is. The sensations keep building up, though again, it isn’t enough to push him over the edge. Casey lets out some more moans, torn between relieving the urge to cum and the embarrassment of cumming like that in from of his classmates.

“Wow it’s not quite what I expected!”

“Eeew it’s so slimy, so much precum.”

“Hey that’s rude, plus I’ve seen you jack off before class, you made a mess earlier today so you can’t be talking.”

“Miss Jackson, exactly how much cum does a femboy produce? Is it correlated with cock or ball size?”

Miss Jackson looks pleased by the last question.

“Oh, that’s an excellent question! Actually, that’s part of the topics for the next classes, though I think we can demonstrate right here if you all back up a little bit. Could someone bring over that bucket under my desk?”

Casey’s eyes widen as he hears Miss Jackson’s words, but again he doesn’t have time to protest, and he isn’t sure he wants to at this point. The chair/BDSM equipment tilts back further until Casey lies at a 45 degree angle backwards. Miss Jackson steps forward over his head since she the students are crowding the other side. Any protests Casey had would just lead to a mouthful of Miss Jackson’s own cock now. It smacked him in the face and slowly dragged across, nestling between his lips. Miss Jackson seemed not to notice.

“Ok, again, you might want to back up here, this will be a bit messy.”

She peels back his foreskin to expose the head, completely slimy and covered with precum. The students get a nice look at him, and Casey thinks he hears a couple photo snaps, but it’s instantly forgotten as Miss Jackson starts violently palming the head of his cock.

Casey’s orgasm is instant and just as violent as the handjob. If not for the restraints he would have been thrusting his hips to match the pace. An incredible amount of cum spills out between Miss Jackson’s fingers and into the bucket. The orgasm seems to last forever for Casey, and the cum seems to flow endlessly. In reality it was all over in a couple seconds.

“That was a bit hard to see class, but there was one main spurt of cum and then a couple smaller ones after. I can demonstrate again if anyone wants to see again.”

A couple students take notes.

“How can you demonstrate again if he just came? Aren’t femboy refractory periods very long?”

Miss Jackson nodded, still holding his cock gently. Casey wasn’t sure he liked where this was going, though being stuck in the afterglow of the orgasm meant he was too stunned to say anything.

“You’re right, normally femboys can’t cum very quickly. At the cost of having such a large volume of cum, their refractory periods are very long. However, as with any person with a cock, you can still stimulate them and **** them to orgasm again, though this is usually uncomfortable and intense. For femboys I head this is multiplied several times in terms of intensity, but I’m sure Casey will enjoy it thoroughly. I have to milk his cock and empty his balls completely anyways. When we get to femboy ejaculation next week, I’ll show the class how much cum builds up over time, but we can’t have an accurate demonstration if we don’t start with empty testicles. Now if everyone could back away further…”

The last students shuffle back. Casey’s already shaking body tenses up as he feels Miss Jackson’s hands again.

What followed was indescribable pleasure coursing through his veins. While he had largely held back his moans even with the earlier orgasm, this time he couldn’t suppress the noises. The sensitive tip of his cock was burning as Miss Jackson gave him the most intense handjob of his life, and while this was his second ever handjob (first being the one a few minutes earlier) he wasn’t sure there could be pleasure any more intense.

His cock spilled out more precum as Miss Jackson cranked it, and his whimpers turned into loud moans, getting louder and louder into guttural screams.

“Whoops, we’re getting a bit loud, let’s try and keep it quiet, I know it’s really intense for you.”

Miss Jackson used the nearest object to his face to silence him. In other words she shoved her cock into his mouth. This was largely successful. Although his screams were still audible, her thick cock was pretty effective at minimizing the noise. Casey’s thrashing gave some stimulation, so Miss Jackson started unconsciously face fucking him, gently at first but very quickly evolving into a **** full deep throat.

Casey was in heaven and hell at the same time. His cock started spurting cum again, and though much less in volume, he was cumming almost continuously the whole time. Cum started leaking over Miss Jackson’s hands and flowed from his crotch over his belly, dribbling all the way to his face. At this point the bucket was pretty useless. Cum was flying everywhere, and despite this the bucket was still getting noticeably fuller because of the sheer volume of cum.

Casey wasn’t sure when he fell ****, he knew only endless pleasure. Any comments by his classmates or answers from his teacher were drowned out by the sound of his own moans, the sound of the hands on his tiny pathetic cock, and the sound of the majestic cock impaling his face.