Sarah, kinky and into sph

Sarah sat infront of Evan, eye level with his package. He still stood in his sweatpants, but the second he hooked his thunbs through the waistband he realized he’d gone commando. Sarah was expecting to see underwear, as most of the other guys were still in theirs.

“Evan, you’re not thinking of more trouble to cause, huh?” Sarah spoke up when she saw Mrs. Tea walking towards them. Evan stopped his train of thought and pulled his sweatpants off in one swift motion. Suddenly, Sarah was getting the attention of everyone in the room by her laughter.

“A ruler! I need a ruler you guys!”

Multiple girls ran to the art stations and grabbed rulers for their “models”, but mostly for me. Multiple of them stood by Sarah to watch her measure me, before even returning to their models to measure them.

“Wow, and you’re really 24? You sure you didn’t skip like five grades?”

Evan didn’t even think about moving his hands to cover himself before Mrs. Tea was barking threats at all the male students. Sarah was taking extra long with the ruler, she was telling her friends that she was simply being extra precise. But she was really just poking and pinching his dick a lot. Evan hoped it wasn’t making it smaller, but it was.

“.85 inches exactly!” Sarah called out a curelly precise measurement. Evan couldn’t believe she wouldn’t even round up to an inch. Maybe without all that pinching and scratching, he was.

“I got to show the team of models” Mrs. Tea says while stifling giggles. She pulls out her phone and snaps multiple pictures with the flash on. Evan knew his dick just had to look horrifying in the lighting.

As the women return to their models, Evan is left alone with Sarah. She turns to him, only making eye contact with his dick.