by phxbiguy » Mon Dec 21, 2009 6:07 am
When I was an undergraduate in university I was often horned up during boring professorial lectures. I eventually learned from my frat brothers to cut the bottom out of my right jeans' pocket for easy access and spontaneous/discrete manual stimulation, if not to get off, but to stay awake. Many a time during a lecture I would put my hand into my pocket and stroke my stiffening member. Most of the time no one would take notice. However once in a class a guy took a significant interest in what was going on. I got incredibly turned on that when the class was over I headed for the nearest men’s room for a quick one. I walked in and took the farthest stall. Within minutes the door opened and another guy took the stall next to mine. I stared to jack off with wild abandon, I didn’t care if the guy next to me heard. Within minutes I heard a voice from above me asking, “I’d like to help you with that.” It was the same guy from my class. I said nothing; instead, in full view, I unlocked the stall door. He climbed down from his perch, pushed open the door and entered my stall. He then gave me one if the most sensuous blow jobs I’ve ever had. He knew what do without being told or guided. I rewarded him with a huge load of spunk. Although we saw each other in class for the remainder of the term, we never repeated the act. Now I wish I had. He has provided many jack off memories.