Theatre with Lexi

Lexi grabs your crotch and gives it a playful squeeze.

"Ready for acting class? Can't wait to see how Ms. Lyons decides to single you out again." She treats you to a wink and grabs your bags. You are mildly distraught to see yours is bright pink with the words "cockslut" bedazzled across it.

You follow Lexi out the door and walk through the bright and veddant campus. She rattles on throughout the walk.

"I know you're the only male in the class but sometimes I get a little jealous, ya know? Like she obviously wishes she could have you as an under-desk assistant but that's so regressive! And aren't the arts supposed to be progressive? Ugh, bet ya can't escape class today without her getting at least three cocks in you, or her cock three times?" She chuckles.

Sounds like a win-win bet, already the thought of more seed inside you is getting you hard.

"Whoa there tiger it's just a bet." Chimes Lexi, openly staring at your hard cock through your paper thin jeans. You shake your head and try to laugh it off. You note her loose black attire manages a better job of hiding her tool than yours does.

She pulls you into a head lock and gives you a friendly noogie.

"Don't sweat all that slut talk at breakfast, I know you dress the part but you are different. For one you are almost a Courtesan class male, which is a gem in of itself, and plus you are smarter than all these bimbo males." She gestures broadly, pointing out a male who was getting spitroasted beneath the shade of a tree.

"Hell, half of them barely make it to class." She shakes her head.

"Speaking of." You both walk into the Theatre building.