Arc II - Many Firsts [Chapter 4: Pandora's Box]

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I'm on fire!

Without hesitation, I open my jeans and let them slide all the way down, along with my boxers, so as not to risk making more noise than necessary. I lean against the left toilet wall and let my hand slide to my waiting boner. I bite my lower lip as I greedily take him in my hand. Patiently, I've been waiting for this moment. Finally, I can have release.

It takes so much from me not to loudly moan in bliss. Being loud would be problematic because I don't have the toilets for myself. We live in a highly modern age, and these incompetent installers can't even manage to properly plan for soundproof toilets. A pain in the ass!

The advantage of the general bustle in the toilets, though, is that it's not so quiet that you can hear the smacking of my cock. And oh, it smacks so nicely as I start to work my shaft with desperation. My pre-cum is doing a fantastic job.

I press my mouth shut with my left hand while I eagerly take action. It feels so good. But how amazing Deku might feel around me...I close my eyes and imagine myself entering him, thrusting him.

Fuck, I need this feeling! I can't take it anymore! The tension inside me since earlier on the train is just too much.

Not moaning at all is almost impossible, so I might let a few noises slip out here and there.

I pump like there's no tomorrow, know no restraint. Under other circumstances, I'd love to delay my climax, but now I need it quick.

I must cum!

With the intense urge inside my core, I reach my peak swiftly and with a bang. Since I have no hands free, because holding my mouth shut is of higher priority, I just let it happen and let my load come uninhibited. I shoot wildly, because a lot has built up. I bite my hand so as not to be too loud. I breathe fiercely, huffing warm breath against my tickling skin. My balls keep jerking and drawing it out from me up my shaft. My knees quiver.

The orgasm is incredibly powerful for a toilet masturbation intermezzo. Oh fuck, this is awesome!

My cock twitches once more and with it the tension is leaving me, indicating that my orgasm is over.

I release my hand from my teeth, reach for the toilet paper and tear some off with one hand. As I clean my swollen tip with it, I wince and sigh. Being so overstimulated is wonderful. Once I'm as clean as possible, I get dressed properly again. Unfortunately, my jeans aren't completely unstained, but it's least only inwards.

I take a sniff. Crap, the smell in here's just too obvious. The next person who enters this cubicle will immediately know what I've been doing for so long.

I survey the mess. Damn. I've even defiled the opposite wall!

Again, I go for the toilet paper to roll some off. Nerd, this is your fault! Look what you're doing to me!

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that he'll let me have him.

[Thursday, 3-A communal kitchen]

I sigh to myself as I grab a beer from the fridge.

Yesterday was a nerve-wracking and exhausting day. Deku and I didn't have a single moment alone and outside the range of our squad anymore. Thus, I couldn't make another advance towards him. We were out at the Con most of the day, and by the time we finally got back to the U.A. in the late evening, I was so exhausted that I didn't want to do anything but sleep. I didn't even had energy left to jerk off a second time.

And how the Con went?

First the opening ceremony, then an excessive tour of the exhibition space, followed by various mandatory presentations and interviews, lunch with the whole class and other events such as open specialist conferences and autograph sessions. Even when we had a bit of free time for ourselves in between, our whole crew was of course on board. As if they had sensed it, they always had to drag one of us along with them somewhere.

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