Peter is interrupted

A hand grabbed at Peter's shoulder shaking him out of his stupor.

"Fuck, I..."
"Dude what are you doing?"
"Ned?" Peter's focus started to return, "Oh shit Ned! I-"
"Dude people can see you!"
"I..." Peter's embarrassment temporarily snapping him back to 'reality' "Oh shit..."
"Don't worry I got this" Ned quietly says to Peter before turning to the crowd attempting to distract them. "Nothing to see here guys, just Peter having a slight wardrobe malfunction, nothing we haven't seen before, oh hey whats that over there?"
Peter grabbed his bag and ran as Ned started to talk. More people laughed as his semi hard dick wildly swung free, flopping and bobbing with each step. He wasn't sure what to do, he momentarily had some control but it was fading fast... he would have to find somewhere to finish

"I assume this tub of lard is a friend of yours?
"Seriously, you are such an asshole!" Peter says hiding his dick under his backpack.
"Hey wait up!" Ned calls out running down the hall after Peter
"Uh oh, looks like he smells food"
"Fucking stop" Peter said loudly.
"What? Why?" Ned called out.
"I'm not talking to you." Peter calls out to Ned
"Why aren't you talking to me?" Ned replied
"Oh don't play hard to get, you know you love me" Deadpool says wistfully
"No, this is crazy, you're crazy!" Peter stammered loudly, picking up the pace to hopefully lose his friend before Deadpool involves him.
"Really which part is crazy?" Deadpool says as Peter rounds the corner and spots a bathroom
Peter darts into the bathroom and locks the door "All of it. How could any of this normal..."
"I want to try something"
"Can I do anything to stop you?"
"Nope!" Deadpool says cheerfully