Date: Thu, 1 Oct 2009 16:55:55 -0700 (PDT) From: Alex R. <alex.rohny@yahoo.com> Subject: Caught in the Classroom! The following story is true. All the usual disclaimers apply. If you are turned on by what I've written, especially if you'd like more and especially if you are Asian, drop me a line... Alex --- I was in a U.S. history class with about 100 students at my university. We were watching a film about something or other from World War II. I was sitting in the back, and there were few people near me. It was a warm evening (it was a 3-hour night class), and I was wearing shorts and really fucking horny. I started surfing for porn on my laptop computer with the screen turned down really low so no one could see what I was doing. I started with some websites with pics of hot Asian guys, and alternated between looking at them and reading stories on Nifty. I was rock hard by now, and I thought about going to the restroom to rub one out, but instead I figured I'd be a bit daring. First, I rubbed my cock through my shorts for a few minutes. I could hear the noise my hand made against the fabric, but no one else seemed to notice. I was so fucking horny! I got a bit bolder and stuck my hand under my waistband into my boxer briefs. My underwear was already getting soaked. My cock was so hard, and the tip of it was slick with precum. I started jerking my cock a bit. I knew that even if I didn't shoot a load, very soon the front of my shorts would have a wet spot from all the natural lube I was oozing. I decided no one was paying attention, so I slid my shorts down a bit and started jacking off for real. My heart was racing so fast! My hard shaft felt so good as my hand slid up and down on it. I knew that any second, someone could turn around and I would be exposed, jacking off in a classroom packed with other college students. It didn't matter anymore--I was going to stroke until I jizzed! I was lost in the moment; and then I heard a noise to the right of me. I suddenly realized that: a. there was someone who had come in after me, and b. he *was* paying attention. It was this cute Cambodian guy named David. He had snuck in late and was sitting in a desk to my right and just behind me. I had no idea how long he'd been there and I began to panic! I hurriedly started to cover up, but then I noticed him smiling at me in the darkened room. He was wearing light grey sweatpants, and he pulled the front of them down. He obviously didn't have underwear on, but he did have a very hard cock jutting straight out from his body. He wasn't very big (probably about 5") but seeing him hard and knowing he was watching me stroke got me really fucking hot. He didn't jerk off at all--just kept his sweatpants hooked under his balls and showed me his hard-on. I mouthed the word "close" and he nodded. That was it--I started shooting my load. The first shot went over my head (and to this day I have no idea where it ended up!), the second hit me in the check, but then I managed to catch the rest of it in my left hand. David--cheeky bastard that he was--silently slid out from his desk and crossed the three feet between us. He had let go of his sweatpants, but I could still see the tip of his cock trapped between his waistband and his abs. He licked the jizz from my face. I let go of my cock, grabbed some of the hot cum from my left hand, and slid my hand down the back of his pants. I let my cum-covered fingers find his tight hole and then started fingering him with my seed. As I penetrated him with my jizz-coated finger, he bent over a bit and grabbed the rest of the cum out of my left hand. Then he turned and walked out of the room. I had no idea what was going on. I cleaned up and pulled my shorts back up. Although I could smell my own cum, no one else even seemed to notice. After about five minutes, David came back and went right to his own desk. He pulled out a piece of paper, and wrote something on it, and passed the note to me. "I still have your cum in my ass." Although the whole event was over in less than five minutes, I still think about that day, and about how when we walked out the classroom, I could see a wet spot on the back of his sweatpants. --- If you liked this story, feel free to drop me a line... alex.rohny@yahoo.com.