The professor dismissed the class--
Steven was smack-dab in the middle of of his boob-induced erection and didn't want to stand up to leave the classroom for obvious reasons. One minute passed... Then two minutes... Until after five minutes Steven ran out of time and options. The professor cracked a joke, "Getting a head start on studying I see."
All Steven could do was nod and laugh. Thankfully, the erection subsided after the professor's bad joke. Within seconds Steven was on his walk across campus back to his car. Of course, the whole way he cursed himself for allowing thoughts of big tits to control him the way they did.
"I don't get hard to boobs, I just don't!" Steven ended up imagining more sets of tits as he walked, wondering how they turned them on. "What's so great about them anyway?"
Steven was so stuck inside of his mind that he didn't realize the very obvious glaring he was doing to girls as he passed them on the walk.
"Freak!" One girl shouted back after Steven passed. "Perv was starting at my breasts!"
He kept walking but immediately Steven backtracked and replayed the previous five minutes in his mind. "Wait... what?" For reasons unknown to him, Steven couldn't remember the behavior he'd just been accused of doing. "Was I really staring at her cleavage?"
The gay side of Steven roared back with a vengeance. Steven straightened his walking posture and collected his thoughts. "I'm going to go home and forget today ever happened." Steven remembered his boyfriend Tom and thought to text him now...
>> Hey Tom, you wanna chill tonight?
Tom replied >> Sure babe!
Tom inserted a kiss emoticon at the conclusion of the text and once Steven saw it a chill of disgust traveled down his spine. A sudden bout of mild nausea overtook Steven. The bad feelings made Steven think to throw his phone onto his passenger car seat.
Steven thought rather abruptly, "Jesus, actually maybe not... I don't feel like having all that mushy-gooey-love-shit tonight."
>> Actually Tom let's reschedule. I'm not feeling great.
Tom replied again >> Aw sorry love. Feel better.
Steven got home and headed straight for bed, although he was unable to relax on account of his mind racing.