You've got to!

Mustering all the strength you've got, you lean all the way into his lap and slam your hand up and down his shaft at top speed. Your hand becomes a blur as you pump him up and down so hard and fast that your palm's starting to get hot from friction. Y-you can feel your arm starting to ache, but you can't stop yet! You can't!

Pushing through the barrier of tiredness, you allow your hand to absolutely fly across his length. It's clearly having an effect on him, as his head rolls over to his other shoulder in his sleep and his tip starts producing precum. Each time your hand goes downwards, his foreskin is tugged just slightly more, to further stimulate his head and coax out even more of his gushing precum which dribbles its way down the shaft to intermingle with your hand messily, getting between the fingers and applying a sheen over the inside of your hand.

You're not super experienced, but it doesn't matter, because anyone can rub things! Without warning, his cock starts spurting wild, thick ropes of his cum as his hips partially find themselves bucking into your hands.

"Eep!" You cry in surprise, as the first rope hits you right in the cheek. Immediately, you let go of his cock and jump back and out of his firing range, watching as he cums out several more spurts until he's reaching his completion, sighing contentedly in his sleep and slouching over a bit. W-woah..... and, hey, you just did it, didn't you? You just- you just made a teacher cum!

BRRRRRINGG, BRRRRINGGG!!

Oh, heck! The bell rings out loudly through the halls to signal the end of {if@ Free Time == 0}lunchtime{else}your free period{endif}, and you quickly duck back around the corner of the hallway to hide! Rhys Meddle slowly and dreamily wakes up, opening one groggy eye, then jumps out of his seat at the sight of his cock leaking semen and his clothes partially splattered.

"Woah-ho-hoh, Rhysie! Not cool!"

Looking around nervously, he tugs his pants back up and fiddles to get the buckle back in place, before waddling off to the bathroom to clean himself up.

You let your head rest back against the wall you're leaning on, and sigh outward deeply in relief. Phew! You did it.