The Diagonal Lesson Plan

This happened years ago when schools still had chalkboards rather than white marker boards.



I attended a small-town school. Occasionally an emergency would arise and one of us slightly older kids would be asked to step in and keep an eye on a younger class for a while.

One day I was called out of class and sent to "sub" a room of seventh graders. There were only about a dozen boys and girls in the class. Rather than attempting to teach them anything, I let them draw on the blackboard.



From the teacher's desk I had a great view of a boy who had more on his mind than drawing. As he stood at the board he constantly leaned closer and bumped the front of his jeans against the chalk tray. I couldn't take my eyes off of the poor kid. He was obviously dealing with a stiffie. It was contagious. I sat in the teacher's chair secretly adjusting my growing boner and wondering whether the stiff kid knew how to jerk yet, and also whether he was in danger of cumming right there in his pants. He continued bumping and rubbing the chalk tray, spending the entire class dealing with his dick while he drew.



The bell rang and the kids abandoned their artwork to grab their books and rush out of the room. as they turned away from the blackboard I had a perfect view of the aroused boy. His diagonal dick was obvious as hell, but there was more: his condition was perfectly highlighted by the horizontal smudge of the chalk tray stretching in stark whiteness all the way from right to left across his crotch and his erection.