Yes

I guess I should try and stay in uni for as long as I can without failing a class. The cute guy will just have to wait. He has my number I'm sure he'll text me soon. Oh fuck I don't even know what his name is. Well for now I need to focus on the ins and outs of English Literature and the way in which the effect of blah blah blah has an effect of the way that we blah blah blah. I can't take in half of this seminar because all my brain is focused on is the growing heat inside of me.

When I touched Ben it was like it was only a small flicker, but then there was the guy outside and it's like it has grown. Almost as though it's trying to crawl through my veins, all I can think about is what would have happened if I had just gone with him. Would the heat have grown or would it have dissipated after I had gotten my release. Before I could even realise what I was doing my hand had travelled down to the growing bulge in my jeans. I was tracing the outline of it with my hand, trying to satiate the hunger that was inside of me now.

When I got interrupted.

“Cory I hope you’re paying attention?” My eyes shot up and I quickly removed my hand from my crotch. My lecturer was looking straight at me with one of those unwavering stares that both scares and excites you.

“Sorry Sir, I’m definitely paying attention.” I gave him a weak smile hoping he would forgive me for, well for doing whatever it is I had been doing.

“If you could be so kind to keep your eyes directed straight at me from now on that would be preferable.” He hadn’t broken eye contact the entire time he had been looking at me. Usually it was hard enough to get him to choose me to answer a question. Now it’s as if he couldn’t take his eyes off me.

Fuck now is not the time to start getting hard.

“Yes sir, I apologise again.” Mr Hutchinson was the kind of teacher that still wouldn’t let you call him by his first name even though we were all in university. He was probably into his late thirties, he still had a full head of hair even though there were some grey strays showing up in the dark brown that he kept closely cropped. He was the kind of man I had thought about but never truly considered as an option to blow off some steam. He was good looking, kept himself in good shape, around six foot, and sometimes if he stood just right you could see a bulge that would make your mouth water.

What really tipped it over the edge was the way he spoke. So commanding and forceful that you couldn’t help but listen. If he told me to do something there was no doubt that I would listen. Even if he told me to bend over his desk in front of everyone here…

No stop I have to focus.

“Now that Cory has decided to focus we can all continue.” He turned back to his presentation as I tried to focus on anything that him railing me on his desk as everyone watched.

That’s when some decided to interrupt my fantasy.