Peter had just made it to the science wing and collected his backpack when the bell rang indicating the end of the period. As the class filed out of the classroom, every single classmate eyed Peter in the same way. They first looked him in the eye, and then glanced at his waistband and the conspicuous bulge on the left side. The feelings of embarrassment threatened to burst through Peter’s already reddening face. To add insult to injury, a most unfortunate series of events then unfolded.

Two guys in the line of students, began a pushing game as they approached where Peter was standing. The pushing became more intense as they neared. Just as they reached where he stood, the guy in front tripped over a bump in the tile floor and came crashing into Peter. The tripping fellow grabbed at Peter to try to steady himself, but his hands could not find purchase. As the guy fell towards the floor he finally was able to grab hold of Peter.

Suddenly, Peter felt as if the world was in slow motion. He saw his fellow student come barreling towards him after tripping. He felt hands grabbing at him frantically trying to find something to hold. Peter realized too late that the hands had gained hold of his shorts and was slowly pulling them towards the floor. He tried to move his hands to grab hold of the waistband and pull up, but he could not move them quickly enough. As his fellow classmate hit the floor, the world suddenly sprang to full speed again.

Peter had been ‘pants-ed’ in front of his whole class and a crowded hallway. If Peter could have been any more embarrassed at that moment, he did not want to know how. As if in answer to Peter’s thoughts his shirt unraveled from around his thick, heavy cock and it flopped out slapping his right leg. With that sound, it seemed to Peter as if the whole hallway stopped what it was doing to stare at his flaccid member.

“Dude! Peter … your … your … dick man, it’s … huge,” said Mike one of his friends that was in the same Chemistry class with Peter. Once Mike has said what was on everyone’s mind, the whole hallway crowded around to get a better look. Peter realized that his hands were trying to hide his dangling member and failing miserably. Almost as an after-thought, Peter remembered his gym shorts, crouched down and pulled them up to cover himself.

He picked up his backpack and pushed his way through the throng. As he passed he felt hands groping for his cock. He could not believe that these people would try to grab him in public. He reached the end of the hallway pushed through the double doors; finally free of the other student’s eyes and hands. As quick as he could, he walked through the alleyway between the math building and the science building.

Once he was out of sight around the back of the science building, he jumped the hedge that hid the heat pumps for the science building. He dropped his backpack and readjusted himself just as he had when he left the men’s locker-room. He needed someone to talk to and found he really, really wanted to see Samantha. He picked up his backpack to look for her.