Exploring sexual context and subtext via explanatory texting

After lunch, we all had to head to our afternoon classes. Luckily, my first one was Home Economics, so I was surrounded by girls. Now, don't get me wrong: girls were affected by the spell, but not as much as guys. Maybe that was part of the curse, or maybe they're just less horny... Either way, Home Ec was relatively peaceful.

I spent the a few minutes working quietly on a food safety assignment... But then my phone pinged.

Hiding it behind the book, I saw that it was a group chat started by Tess:

• Tess: "Felix, are you okay? And guys... Wanna explain what happened back there?"
• Riley: "I know, I know. I'm really sorry, it's just... I can't control myself around him. That hasn't changed."
• Felix: "It's okay. I understand. I've known what's going on this whole time and even I'm affected. Not the same way, but still."
• Tess: "Right... I thought I could feel it a little too, actually, but the research seemed more important."
• James: "You're just so fuckable. Sorry."
• James: "I can't stop thinking about your ass... I wanna plow you again."
• James: "Fuck, and that tight throat..."
• James: "And I love it when we do it on your stream, I want everyone to see me..."
• Tess: "OKAY OKAY WE GET IT."
• Riley: "...I'm getting horny too..."
• Riley: "Sorry, shutting up now."
• James: "Right, yeah."
• Felix: "If we're gonna solve this together, we're gonna have to WORK together. Do you think you can do that?"
• Riley: "I'll try my best to hold back."
• James: "Realistically, we're going to have to use you SOMETIMES."
• Tess: "JFC, James."
• Riley: "No, he's right. That's probably true."
• Felix: "Yeah, okay. We'll just have to keep it reasonable, okay? Hold back when you can, and don't 'use' me when it would get in the way of the mission?"
• Riley: "Agreed."
• James: "I'll try."
• Tess: "Obviously, yeah, I agree."

I breathed a sigh of relief: we'd come to an understanding, and everyone was still onboard. It felt good having so much support, and a smile crept onto my face as I turned back to my work--But then my phone started buzzing again.

• Riley: "Um, Felix, heads up. Peter McDowell just asked permission to come use you."
• Felix: "What?"
• Riley: "Well, what he said was 'can I go nut in Felix real quick?' Then Ms. Hopper was like 'I dunno, CAN you? But yes, you MAY go dump a load in Mr. Lasker.' He basically sprinted out of here."
• Felix: "Shit. Thanks for the warning, bud."
• Riley: "You're welcome bud <3"
• Riley: "...I still can't believe I'm BUDS with Felix_D_Lux!"
• Tess: "Wow you're adorable."
• Riley: "Aw, thanks! You're great too."
• James: "Get a room, y'all. I'm gonna gag."
• Riley: "You too, James."

If the conversation continued after that, I didn't get to read it. Peter McDowell came barreling into the room, as-promised. The door smacked against the wall as the 6'5" football player rushed inside, practically shoving desks out of the way in his haste to reach me.

"Mr. McDowell! Slow down," my teacher yelled, glaring at him. "Your cumbucket is in class right now. If you're going to use him, please be conscious of the other students."

"Sorry," Peter grunted, panting heavily as he loomed over me and fumbled with his fly. "Hey, Felix."

"Uh... Hey, Peter. What--"

"Your throat," he said, pulling out his member and smacking it against my face a few times. He was already mostly-hard, and within seconds I was getting beaten over the head with a throbbing erection.

"Wha--Pete--Stop--Mmmph!"

"Ungh, that's the stuff," he groaned, slowly but surely driving his cock into my mouth. His grip on my head was gentle yet firm, and within seconds I was deepthroating him. "Don't get me wrong, your butt's good too... But you're a squealer. Better keep your mouth full."

I heard a voice from the desk behind me: "What's the point if you're gonna talk the whole time?" In the corner of my eye, I saw the angry face of Connor, a skinny, kinda nerdy guy (and one of the only two other boys in the class).

"C'mon, dude. This is a blow-off class anyway," Peter said, just quietly enough to prevent the teacher from hearing.

"Well, still, I was working--Ugh, fuck it," Connor sighed, standing up. "Move over, please. Sharesies."

That's how I ended up spending the next 20 minutes sucking two cocks--Well, switching between them periodically, while stroking the one that wasn't sheathed in my throat.

Peter finished first, but it wasn't his turn, so he ended up spewing jizz all over my face as I sucked Connor off. The nerd didn't seem to mind the fact that the jock's load was splattering onto his crotch as he facefucked me, and soon he was letting loose too.

By the time they left me and my desk behind, there was a sticky mess on both--Not to mention in my stomach. Peter ran back to class, while Connor wiped his dick clean on my shirt before returning to his desk.

Glancing at my phone, I saw an argument in-progress:

• Riley: "I can't stop picturing Peter and Felix. So fucking jealous..."
• Tess: "Careful, Riley. Try not to think about it."
• James: "Dammit now you've got me going too."
• Tess: "James. No."
• James: "I'm gonna see if the teacher will let me go use him too."
• Tess: "JAMES."
• Riley: "Hey, no fair! I bet I'm twice as horny as you but I'm TRYING to hold back..."
• Riley: "...Trying not to think about ramming his perfect ass..."
• Riley: "Ohgodicanttakeitanymore"
• Tess: "Guys, please, give Felix a break. You can't double-team him two periods in a row."
• Riley: "No, dontworry im just jacking off. I hve a few pics from hisstream"
• Tess: "Oh, my bad. Good idea."
• Tess: "Is that what you meant too, James?"
• Tess: "...James?"

When I looked up from my phone, I found a swollen cockhead hovering just inches from my face.

"Hey, Felix." My friend's voice was a little sheepish, but that didn't stop the slow advance of his member towards my mouth.

"...Hey, man... Mph..."

As you might imagine, the rest of the afternoon passed slowly. I could tell that Riley and James were trying to hold back, but they were only partially successful... And the rest of the school had no such restraint.

Since it was warm out, I decided to walk home after school... Better than taking the bus and sitting in a puddle of jizz. I was dripping from head to toe, and my belly was bulging again--Though not as much as before, when Riley's supernaturally-large load had filled me up. Not even a dozen classmates could replicate that.

So I strode down the sidewalk, leaving a sticky trail behind, while letting the sun dry out my soaked-through clothing. My shorts were particularly well-stained: after all, they were covered in other peoples' cum and my own. Though the embarrassment and humiliation of being used like a fuckdoll had barely faded, the pleasure I felt during said degradation had grown noticeably. As I stared down at my crotch, I realized that Riley wasn't the only one with unnatural semen production... Even if mine manifested a little differently. Who would win: dozens of regular loads, or one colossal nut-blast... Fucking hell.

Just as I finished that thought, I found myself staring at my own front door. Who knows what's waiting for me in there? I let out a sigh. Well, at least Mom probably won't be mad about the jizz-stains.