"Now, since all the giggling has subsided you paragons of maturity, let's get down to brass tacks." Mr. Greggor said calmly, raising his pointer and lightly touching the image on the board. "We can't very well talk about Sex Ed without first discussing the time of your life that sexual desire truly begins. And that time is...?"
"Puberty!" Everyone called out, eager to get to the good stuff rather than this fifth grade level nonsense they'd all already heard before.
"Exactly." Mr. Greggor said, voice calm and unflappable, even in the presence of such impatience. This wasn't his first time giving this lesson and it certainly wouldn't be his last. "Now, I'm not going to bore you all with the facts about puberty, you already know them. Hair in strange new places, heightened sensitivity, desire, cracked voice, bigger muscles, "enhanced" sexual organs, and all that. However, research has shown that there is a 0.000001% chance that young males experiencing puberty will, in fact, go through a sort of "hyper" puberty if you will, with all the common benefits of puberty vastly increased. Of course, this has yet to happen and the odds are so astronomically low, there's a very good chance that we never WILL see anyone undergo that change. Still, I've been told it's now a required part of the curriculum to discuss it."
Malik had been tuning out this whole discussion, too focused on his own body to listen to anything Mr. Greggor was saying. The images in his head refused to go away and the tightness in his pants was only getting worse! It felt like he had a balloon in his pants that someone was slowly inflating, his briefs getting tighter with every passing second! He had never experienced anything like this before in his life, his cock seeming to refuse to soften no matter what images Malik tried to fill his head with. He was starting to sweat as he heard a soft, though undeniable creaking sound. Trying to be casual, he leaned back in his desk, looking slowly own at his lap. He was dismayed to see that the front of his uniform pants were bulging out rather obscenely, making it look like he was trying to smuggle a sausage down there! He gulped slightly, amazed not only by how big it looked but by how incredible it felt! The zipper on his pants creaked again, pushing outward. If this kept up he was likely to have the most embarrassing, public hard on in his life!
"Psst!" A voice suddenly hissed in his ear, a large hand clapping him on his back. "Wouldn't that be awesome Malik?"
"H-Huh?" Malik practically grunted back, glancing over his shoulder. Chase Springer's bright, mischievous green eyes met Malik's own dark ones, a grin on his slightly freckled face. "What are you talking about?"
Chase's eyebrow lifted slightly as he saw the haggard look on Malik's face, slightly shiny from sweat, his breathing heavy and deep. "Dude...are you okay? You're looking kind of...sick."
Malik's eyes widened slightly as he suddenly was presented an out. "O-Oh...yeah...I'm feeling a little...off, you know?" He quickly lied, trying to ignore another, louder, creak from his zipper.
Chase's easy going grin was quickly replaced with a look of concern. It was a testament to how well liked Malik was that when he wasn't his usual, cheerful self everyone got concerned. "Hey, you should go to the nurse's office then. Lay down for awhile, you know?" He brushed a lock of his chestnut hair out of his eyes, only for the offending bang to fall immediately back into place.
"I think you're...mmm....I think you're right." Malik said, a soft groan of pleasure escaping from his lips before he could stop it, a blush suffusing his cheeks at the sensual sound. He turned around in his seat and raised his hand. Mr. Greggor, who had his back to the class as he continued his lesson, didn't notice him at all.
Chase noticed this and was about to call out to the teacher, his hand raised, when Malik let out another little gasp, accompanied by a rather loud, metallic creak, his hand curling as his arm flopped back down to his side, as though it had lost all feeling. He tentatively looked over Malik's shoulder, his eyes going wide as he saw what the small boy was packing! He could feel his own cheeks flush, his cock stiffening just slightly. "Wow...who knew little Malik was so...big!" He thought to himself, imagining just what kind of "weapon" Malik was packing.
So absorbed by this site was Chase, that he jumped a little when Mr. Greggor said, "Yes, you have a question Mr. Springer? Or, wonder of wonders, are you actually offering an answer to my question?"
"Huh?" Chase said, his head snapping up from Malik's lap, looking at Mr. Greggor with a slightly slack jawed expression.
"That's what I thought." Mr. Greggor said, tapping the board as a few laughs erupted around the classroom. "So, what's your question? Do you need to use the bathroom?"
"Uh, no sir, it's just that Malik isn't feeling very well and..." Chase said, trailing off as Mr. Greggor raised an eyebrow.
"And you want to escort him to the nurse's office." Mr. Greggor said, shaking his head a little. "Very well, you both can leave but you, Mr. Springer, can expect extra homework tomorrow."
Chase sighed as he got to his feet, hands in his pockets. "This is what I get for crying wolf so many times..." He thought to himself, shrugging, a little smile on his face. If it meant helping Malik, he didn't care how much extra work he got. He looked down at the panting boy and said, "Come on, let's get going."
"S-Sure..." Malik said, quickly putting his books in front of his lap. He shakily got to his feet, really looking like he was sick rather than just shaky with the pleasure his growing dick was affording him. Chase's touch, innocent though it was, was like pressing an electric wire against Malik's skin, a loud tearing sound suddenly very audible in the classroom. Mr. Greggor stopped mid sentence, giving the pair another pointed look. They were starting to disturb the lesson now.
Chase chuckled and quickly led Malik out of the room, practically carrying the younger boy out the door, amid the giggles and whispers of the other students. Malik's face was flushed completely at this point, his hands gripping his books tightly. Chase sighed as he leaned against the wall. "So...I take it you're not actually sick, right?"
"No, of course n-not..." Malik said, his eyes widening slightly as another jolt of pleasure shot through his body. "I just...ah...needed to get out of there!"
"Come on." Chase said, grabbing Malik by the arm again, pulling him towards the boy's bathroom.
"Wait, what are you doing?!" Malik asked, both boys entering the thankfully empty bathroom. Chase pushed Malik into a stall with a grin.
"Hey, you clearly have something you need to take care of in there, right? So go for it! I'll keep a lookout."
Malik, sitting down on the closed toilet, didn't really have space to argue. He needed relief and he needed it FAST especially if he was going to hide his growing cock effectively. Finding out exactly WHY his cock was suddenly growing beyond what was normal for him would come after his mind was cleared of the clouds of pleasure.
Just as Malik was about to get started...
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