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Chapter 5
I left David's, feeling in many ways very content, sexually satisfied and a sense of knowing what needed to happen moving forward. He was becoming more and more in control, but I didn't mind it, he did possess the object of my desire after all. I was nervous and afraid of how I would be able to keep it from Stacy and of course how we would be able to enjoy an intimate relationship. But at the same time, I needed to place my trust in David, he had been so on target with everything to this point.
Upon returning home it didn't take long to fall asleep, many concerns washed away by what had transpired over the last several days. I woke still feeling better in the morning and ready to start a new day, perhaps a new chapter in my life. I looked at my phone, nothing from Stacy, I wasn't surprised I could tell she was very frustrated with the events of yesterday. I jumped in the shower to go to class, thinking of what this afternoon would bring, thinking of David's cock, I was hard and so horny. But needed to hurry so I wouldn't be late.
After my first class I still had not heard from Stacy and had another class across campus, maybe I should reach out to her. I remembered that David specifically told me not to, I hurried to class. Possibly my most boring class of the week, I dreaded it but here I was.
As I was sitting in the class, doing my very best to stay engaged I felt my phone vibrating, I knew it was Stacy and whatever it was I couldn't respond. I was nervous and not looking forward to looking at the text. It was from David, it was a picture of me sucking his cock and the messages read, "Ready for your new life? Does this make you hungry faggot?"
OMG, it did, the look on my face, pure lust, his magnificent cock I wanted it so badly. I was instantly hard, so ready to have it in my hand, my mouth. I replied, "Yes David I think you know I am always hungry for it, I am ready to move forward."
He text back, "Don't ever refer to my cock as it, now say what you mean."
I replied, "Please forgive me David, yes I am always hungry for your cock."
"Have you heard from Stacy?"
I replied, "No I have not, I'm sure she has been upset about last evening."
"She has a right to be, she has no idea that you are a cocksucking faggot, she thinks you want and desire her. It is a very hard realization that someone as pretty as she is cannot get you hard. You do understand how she feels don't you?"
I replied, "Yes David I understand, I have no idea what to do."
His response. "You don't need to worry about any of that, you just do as I say, and you will get this."
It was a picture of his enormous, beautiful hard cock. I was so turned on, I had no idea how to respond to him, but I tried. "I will trust in you and do as you say."
"Good boy, now I'm sure you are very hard right now, I don't want you to do anything to hide it. I also want you to focus on your new desires today, notice crotches, look at other guys. Check out their cocks when you walk past them make sure you look at their cocks. Do you understand?"
"Yes David, I will do as you say."
He responded with a smiley face emoji.
Finally, the class ended, I was hard, the images of David's cock imprinted on my brain, but I need to focus on what he wanted me to do. As I stood to leave the classroom, I knew my own cock must have looked obscene, swollen and obvious in my jeans. As I walked the hallway, I was trying to nonchalantly look at others crotches. Many were fairly obvious, others were not as noticeable. I found myself wondering how big they were under their clothing, if they were hard or semi hard. I soon realized it wasn't an easy task trying to look at them and walking. But I did my best, I wasn't even noticing faces anymore, just bulges, bulges made by cocks.
I remember thinking how many cocks, I mean how many men were out there and I never really noticed or gave it a thought in the past. I was staying hard, I could feel it pressing against my jeans. I also noticed many of the men that seemed to display the largest bulges weren't the jocks, or well-defined men but rather the more average men or the nerds. Those more like David, a chemistry major and a highly intelligent person.
I was walking through the halls looking at men's cocks, trying to notice any correlations between them and their size, summing them up. I was hard as a rock and desperately wanting David's cock. I wanted lunch, it was almost noon and I had a 1:30 class and then I could go see David.
I headed to McDonald's, cheap and would fill me up and maybe take my mind off of my cock searching. It wasn't extremely busy for the time of day it was. I walked up to the counter and ordered my meal, while standing and waiting I noticed to guys working behind the counter. But one of them obviously had a very prominent bulge and seemed to be turned on. It seemed he and the other guy were making comments to each other and looking my way. I was probably reading too much into it in my current state.
My number was called and as I stepped up to the counter the guy with the bigger bulge winked at me and said, "Here you are sweetie, enjoy."
They were talking about me, probably talking about my hard on or wet pants, that was very unnerving, and I wasn't sure how to feel about it. I sat down to eat grateful that my jeans were out of sight. I had spent the last hour looking at men, looking at their cocks. But there was no denying the arousal I was feeling, I think the guy was flirting with me. Instead of being upset I found myself wondering how big his cock was, how much cum he would have. I had not even thought about all of those cocks with balls full of cum. I truly enjoyed cum, the feeling of it filling your mouth, the taste, everything about it.
My phone vibrated again, it was David.
"Enjoying your day so far faggot?"
I responded, "It is eye opening, but yes."
"Good, continue to look and admire, don't touch yourself in any way and I will see you at 3."
