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Bathroom Break

added by aielyn 7 years ago O

"Mr. Gardinier, could I be excused?"

The teacher breathed a sigh of exasperation. There had been a number of students this morning suspiciously asking to be 'excused' from class. Ten minutes later, the student was normally no where to be seen.

"Oh yes, but when I turned around again ten minutes later, Kent was no where to be seen!" Said Mrs. Fluret, history teacher and friend to Mr. Gardinier as they talked about the mysterious student disappearances over lunch. "There was some other brute sitting in Kent's seat! I don't even know where to begin with that one!"

Breaking out of his reverie, Mr Gardinier excused Matt from class.

"Hmm let's hope that a brute comes back like Fluret said ...." Mr Gardinier chuckled silently to himself.




The gents' toilets were unoccupied. The lights hummed with a dull blue glow, the air at relative peace in comparison to the chaos that had swept the rest of the school that morning.

Suddenly the door swung wide open. In swaggered a man with the build of a professional football player. His bull neck twisted from side to side as he searched for a suitable place to relieve himself. Spying one of the many empty stalls, the 6'8 man stomped over to the cubicle and opened the stall door.

A small space for a man of his size.

The obligatory toilet in the centre. Various terms scribbled in graffiti adorned the walls. To the left (peering into another stall) Was a small hole big enough to fit a certain something through into Matt's stall.

Kids are like rabbits these days.

Grunting loudly, Matt squeezed his massive frame into the cubicle and shut the door. He peeled off his tight white shirt, revealing his meaty pectorals and cobblestone abs. He dropped his boxers and shorts. His gigantic endowment hung flaccid for a moment, but gradually hardened upon contact with the cool air. Matt watched wide eyed as it rose higher and higher, continuing to be pumped with blood until it reached the top of his abs.

Satisfied that this would be the perfect place to relieve some pressure, the football player sat his globular ass atop the small porcelain toilet and began to stroke his rock hard dick.


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