Time for Detention

I made it back to my class before the final bell rang. Visions of Jimmy stroking his long flaccid cock was all that played in my head. I tried to imagine Jimmy at full mast watching the veins in his huge arms pump and rise, flexing as he ran his hands up and down his gorgeous cock. The final bell rang and jolted me from my visions of Jimmy. I felt blood flowing to my crotch again. I quickly tucked my dick up under my waistband in case the blood continued flowing.

I made my way through the craziness that was a high school hallway at the end of the day. I felt like my body was on autopilot making my way to the detention room, which was basically just Ms Wilson’s classroom, right near the boys locker room, gym, and side faculty parking lot.

I walked in and took a seat towards the middle of the room, there was someone’s books and backpack at the desk on my right with Ms Wilson already at her desk at the front of the class. The bell rang signaling the after school period had started.

Ms Wilson slowly rose from her chair and let out a hacky smokers cough. She started to shuffle to the door to close it and begin her detention spiel. I looked around the room already knowing the occupants were myself and Ms Wilson, Jimmy was nowhere in sight. I let out a defeated sigh, he got out of the detention somehow.

Ms Wilson barley made it half the distance to the door when a huge bulking frame darken the threshold, and quickly slide in and take the seat next to me. Jimmy.

Ms Wilson looked up to the two of us in the room, “Were the both of you here at the bell?” she grunted.

Jimmy and I looked at each other.

“Yes” I said

“Yeah” he said right after.