Jake quickly stepped around the corner, heading back to Ms Randell's class, seething rage at Kyle, while at the same time trying to suppress his rising need to get off, again.
He was keeping his head down, staring at the floor as he walked. He barely noticed that he had passed someone in the hallway.
"MR. SMITH!"
Jake turned at the sound of the person yelling. It was Principal Collins.
Shit! Jake thought.
"Mr. Smith, what are you doing out of class, again?" He demanded.
"I'm on my way back to Ms. Randell's class right now, sir." Jake said. "I have a pass to go to the toilet."
"Do not let me catch you out of class again today, Mr. Smith," Collins warned, "Or you will find yourself in detention after school."
"Yes, Mr Collins." Jake said, turning to leave back to his class.
"Mr. Smith?"
"Yes, Sir?"
"You may be the captain of the football team, and a popular young man in this school, from what i hear, but that doesn't mean you can neglect your schoolwork."
Jake didn't know what to say.
"Get back to class, young man."
Jake turned and hurried back to his class. He entered and slid into his seat without much notice from any of the other students. He buried his face in his books as Ms Randell continued writing on the board.
Jake's cock began to ache more as time passed. His balls ached even more so.
Finally the bell rang. Jake went to his locker to swap some books for his next classes. Then he reluctantly went to his next class, math, with Ms. Gilkes. He was the first one into the room. Ms. Gilkes raised an eyebrow as this fact.
"Mr. Smith," she said. "I never thought I'd see you first into my class."
Jake smiled as he took his seat. He noticed Ms. Gilkes noticing the obvious bulge in his pants. He felt disgusted at that idea of her thinking about his cock. She was a very overweight and a generally unattractive woman.
The classroom slowly filled with students and Ms. Gilkes began her class.
Jake barely paid attention as his mind was becoming paranoid about everyone seeing his erection. He had never felt so horny in his life. He thought his balls might explode.
By the time class ended, Jake was sweating out of frustration. He didn't want to go and play with himself again, in case someone else ran off with his cock.
He dumped his books in his locker and turned to go outside. He considered leaving and going home to try and deal with his problem when a pair of hands crept around his waist and grabbed his cock. "Oh, you're rock hard!"
Jake moaned and almost collapsed at the sensation of hands grasping his penis, sending his pleasure levels soaring. He turned around on shaky legs to face his girlfriend, Anna.
"Shall we do something about that?" Anna asked.
Jake was overcome with the need to get off by now, so he followed Anna to one of the quieter ends of the school and into the girls toilet, after Anna did a quick check.
Anna dragged him inside and pushed him into a stall. Jake had dropped his pants already and sat down on the toilet. Anna stared hungrily at his raging hard on. She lifted her skirt up and dropped her panties down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and hovered over Jake's member. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him until the head was inside her. She slowly rocked up and down as she began to get moist herself. Jake's cock leaking pre-cum also helped lube her up. She slowly sat lower down, pushing more of Jake into her, until there was no more. Her face was twisted into a look of pure pleasure.
Jake needed this so badly, but he was also distracted by the thought of what if. Would his cock detach from his body again. At least he could trust his girlfriend to help him with that problem.
Anna began lifting herself a few inches, before sitting all the way down again. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. Ten seconds later, Jake had to force Anna off him before he came inside of her.
"What is going on in here?" A voice boomed throughout the toilet.