Delayed but NOT Denied

In eighth grade English, last class of the day, I sat in the second desk in the row next to the chalkboard.

From my desk I had an oblique view out the classroom door, giving me a look at the clock mounted on the wall of the corridor. I would steal looks at the clock during class, counting the minutes till the final bell. The second hand slowly dragged around the clock's face, making me wish that I could speed up time.

One afternoon in English I had a problem. There was an insistent erection in my pants that was not going away. Dropping a jacket over my lap, I privately rubbed and mashed my boner, secretly enjoying the sensations. Then I realized that I was making myself dangerously horny. My dick had progressed to a condition of genuine arousal. Now I was in a fine fix. I couldn't leave my boner alone because it constantly called attention to itself. But if I kept on messing with it, I was going to climax in a burst of cum right there at my desk.

I glanced at the clock. Fourteen minutes until the bell. Fourteen minutes! Unbearable!

"Leave yourself alone," I thought. "Get your hand away from your damn dick! Sit here as still and quiet as you can." That was good advice, but hard to follow. Maybe I should pay attention to the teacher. What is he droning on about? Oh, yeah. "Huckleberry Finn."

Time dragged along. By now the bell should be ringing. I was in agony over my boner, yet forcing myself to leave my dick alone and listen to the teacher.

Long enough, I thought. I allowed myself to look at the clock again. Oh, Hell! Only three minutes had passed!

My dick was sort of pulsing now, begging for attention and aching to deliver a cumshot.

What page were we supposed to be on? What is the teacher talking about? Concentrate on the teacher! God! My peter is so petrified, so paralyzed, so stiffly stiff that I can't think, can't pay attention. I am in agony!

Glance at the clock again. I've been sitting here with my hands on top of my desk for an eternity, but the clock says only two minutes have elapsed this time. Nine minutes until the bell!  I can't stand it!

Gotta rearrange my pants. Gotta mash my dick! Gotta make time move faster!

Another attempt to pay attention to the teacher. He's still talking about "Huckleberry Finn." What if I look at the clock again? No! Don't do it! The clock's bewitched! If you look at it, it just goes slower. Don't look, don't look, don't... I looked. One freakin' minute has gone by since the last look. Impossible! Only one minute! Eight to go.

My hand went under the jacket again. My dick is so sensitive, so primed, so ready. Seven minutes to go and I can't quit feeling of myself. Gonna do a three-finger jiggle on my dick. I hate myself  but can't leave it alone. I'm jiggling my fingers against my boner. Not jacking! Not pumping. It won't cum. Will it? Please don't cum! I'm just being nice to my dick, not doing the m-job. Just a friendly jiggle with the fingertips.

My dick is mega-uncomfortable. Slide forward in the desk. scrape the hard dick through an arc until it's in a vertical position behind my zipper. Comfy now? Hell, no. Still intensely erect.

What if I ask to go to the restroom? The teacher would say, "Can't you wait six minutes?" And even if he said yes, I'd have to stand up and walk to the door with my humongous erection making the front of my pants bulge like I had a German sausage behind my fly.

Oh, God! (Jiggle-jiggle). Now it's five minutes (Mash-mash). When the bell rings I'll already have my books in my hands. I'll dodge around the girl in front of me and make a run for the restroom by the stairs. Gotta get there before my climax! Gotta get there before I (Mash-mash) cum in my freakin' pants!

Teacher talking about assigned reading. People gathering up their junk, paying no attention. Everybody set to run for the door. Four minutes. I've gotta be the first one out. Can't let them delay me! Can't let them see that freakin' bulge! It must be as obvious as a piece of radiator hose.

Three minutes. My hand will not leave my erection alone. Rubbing back and forth now. Quit it!  Quit playing with yourself! Three damn minutes! I am so horny, horny, horny (Rub-rub). Oo! That tingles!

Got my legs positioned. The instant the bell rings I am gone! Past the girl and GONE (Squeeze-squeeze). I'll hang a right out the door, books in front of my crotch hiding my horny condition.

Two minutes. Watching the second hand now. How can seconds be so slow? There's something wrong with the clock (Mash-mash).  Everybody's ready to run. Can't let them get in my way

One minute. I am feeling the feelings. I am catching the wave! Boner feeling freaky. Whole body on alert. Just another little squeeze (Mash-mash!) to keep my system primed.

>> RING! <<

I'm out of my desk. At the door. Teacher's voice calling after me, "Mr. Davis! Mr. Davis!" I totally ignore him. Out the door ahead of everybody else. Right turn into the hall.

Kids blowing the doors off every room. Some of them get in my way. Bust on through, man, you've gotta get there before nature takes its own course. Left turn across the tide of hurrying bodies! At the restroom! Through the first door! Second door! I'm here! I'm in the boys room! At a urinal! I've just gotta pry my dick out. Zipper resisting because of the swollen dick behind it. Ah, zipper down! I am so hard! So hard, hard, hard. Get hold of the swollen boner and pop it out into the air.

Uh-oh, my boner feels kind of oily, slippery. Did I cum? No, I would have felt it, and there would be a huge load of sperm in my boxers, not just an oily dick. That's only a little preliminary leakage. Go for it!

Stroking, stroking... Genuinely pumping now. Feelings mounting! Fourteen minutes of erect waiting. At last I am doing the up-and-down dance with the solitary soldier!  Jack... jack... Do it! Do it NOW!

Lean into the urinal but don't interrupt the rhythm. Keep up the pace... Jack... jack... Eee... so good, so good! Almost... Now! Now, now, here it comes...

FIRE ONE! (Wow! So good!)

FIRE TWO! (Another good one!)

FIRE THREE! (Awesome to infinity!)

 Three major loads of ball-tingling ejaculate! Each load makes my entire body shiver! So good! So excellent! So absolutely damn wonderful!

A magnificent eighth-grade cumshot delayed but not denied!

Martin