Caught in the act_(0)

My freshman year of college was a weird time for me. I was questioning who I was, was I gay? Was I straight? Maybe just curious about men? You see, I had the same girlfriend all through high school, and we were engaged the summer right after high school graduation. But still, I couldn’t shake this urge to be with men. I had messed around with my stepdad and my stepcousin quite a few times since I had turned 18, but I pretty much chalked that up as curiosity.

I went to college in Arkansas, about 20 miles from home, so to save money I decided to NOT live on campus. I drove back and forth 3 days a week, worked full time in the evenings, and it left me very little time to do anything else. What little time I did have was spent with the girlfriend, planning our future.

It had been over a week since I had jerked off, and not having free time, meant no time to bang the girlfriend either. Sitting in my Psychology class one afternoon, I sprang such a hardon that I thought I would die from blue balls. I had a couple of hours between Psychology and my Algebra class, and most days I spent that time doing homework, or relaxing at the Student Union. This particular day, I decided to take a trip to the restroom and jerk off, just to be able to make it through the day.

When I walked into the restroom on the 3rd floor of my classroom building, I figured I would be safe. There were no afternoon classes in that part of the building, and it was always rather vacant. I strolled over to the furthest urinal and unbuttoned my pants. As I pulled down my underwear, my cock sprang out with such force, just waiting to be touched, caressed, and fondled. I was so excited and horny that I did not notice someone is in the furthest stall at the end of the restroom. I spit into my hand and began stroking my cock for all it was worth! Pullling and squeezing my throbbing cock, I closed my eyes and laid my head back thinking about my hot, older, Psych professor. To tell you the truth, it was by far my favorite class. Not because of the subject matter, but because of the Professor! He was very open about human behavior, especially sexual behaviors. It was easy to fantasize about him! Just as I was in mid-daydream about sucking my Professor’s cock in the classroom, I felt someone watching me. I glanced over, and saw a janitor cleaning the urinal right next to me!!! Lost in my thoughts and raging hardon, I did not notice that the janitor had been cleaning the restroom that afternoon!!

When I looked over and saw the janitor, I was so scared/embarrassed, I had no idea what to do.