Jack and the Janitor

In 9th grade I used to jack off just about every day while still at school in one of the boy's rooms shortly after the school day ended.

 You see,  I shared a bedroom with my 6th grade younger brother and had very little privacy at home. So after too many days coming home from school, needing to wank badly and not having any good place to do it, I found this one Boys room down a hallway at school that was like a ghost town by about 5 minutes after the last school bus left. I don't know if it was laziness or just me being male and wanting to "leave my mark", but I'd just let my cum fly onto the floor and leave it there. That was my downfall.

 One day after I was done, I cleaned my dick with toilet paper and flushed, pulled up my pants over my still-hard dick and then opened the stall door. But this time, when I opened the door the school janitor was standing there! He glared at me and said,
 "So you're the one shooting your cum on the floor every day for me to clean up, huh??"

 I was so embarrassed! I promised him I would never do that again! After that, and until I graduated, that janitor always called me "Jack", even though that's obviously not my name. Friends would ask me why he called me Jack, and I'd just say he must have somehow thought that was my name.

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