CHAPTER 114: THE WORST BLUE BALLS

Mr. Brooks glanced at the clock, closing his laptop as the projector screen went black.

"Alright, that’s enough for today. Next class will be on Friday, make sure you bring your notes and any questions you didn’t have time to ask."

Orion leaned back in his seat, smirking. "Oh, I’ve got plenty for next time."

"Noted," Mr. Brooks said dryly. "And I hope everyone did take notes. This will be part of your health assessment."

A few people groaned something about "whywe need an assessment for sex ed" and some pretended to scribble in the last five seconds.

By the time the bell rang, my notes were useless. All I’d written was pinchtip in huge letters...and the way Dominic’s smile followed me as I walked out of the classroom literally started turning me on.

The guys’ bathroom was empty when I pushed the door open. My pulse was still racing, and I could feel the flush in my cheeks from sex ed class.

I headed straight to the sink, turning on the cold tap and splashing water over my face, hoping it would cool me down, and make me less horny.

It didn’t.

I kept my palms braced on the edge of the counter, staring at my reflection in the mirror.

I could still feel Dominic’s stare from earlier, burning into me across the classroom... like

he was already imagining exactly what he’d do to me.

My chest rose and fell faster. I closed my eyes, trying to breathe it out, to calm the throb between my legs.

When I opened them, he was there.

Dominic was beside me.

Standing beside me in the mirror.

He didn’t say a word. He just reached behind him, flipped the lock, and stepped in close.

Then I felt him. His body was pressing into my back, he leaned in, tucked a hair beside my ear from the back. And his cock... omg it was pushing right against my ass.

I moaned catching how my eyes flickered in the mirror, and he caught my chin between his fingers. "Dominic..."

"What if someone’s in one of the stalls?" I whispered.

"No one’s in here, babe," he growled. His eyes dropped to my mouth, then back up. "Will you come over today?"

I bit my lower lips. "Hmmmm. Why?"

"Because I’ve been horny as hell all day," he murmured. "And I need to cum. I’m walking around with the worst blue balls, Rivera."

The worst part? My knees felt weak, and all I could think about was saying yes.

Before I could even think of what to say next, Dominic’s hand was around my wrist, dragging me toward the stalls.

"Come here," he muttered, pushing one open and guiding me inside.

The lock clicked shut again.

"You’re driving me fucking crazy," he growled, his eyes were so dark, I was starting to get scared of what he was going to do to me right there.

Then his hands went to his belt, as he unzipped, and I caught the quick hitch in his breath as he freed himself.

My eyes dropped before I could stop them.

The sight alone made my mouth water.

He wrapped a hand around himself, stroking his dick, his jaw kept tightening like he’d been holding this in all day.

"Touch it," he smiled.

I hesitated only a second before wrapping my hand around him. He was burning in my palm, I stroked it slow at first, watching his jaw clench, even the veins started standing out.

"Fuck... just like that," he growled.

I kept stoking him right there, watching how his jaw tightened. "Bend over." He said.

"What?"

"On your knees, Rivera. Don’t make me repeat myself." He patted my head, urging me down.

"You’re gonna suck me, and you’re gonna do it right here."

I gasped, and widened my eyes. The way he said it was commanding, like it wasn’t a request...had me moving before my brain could catch up.

My knees hit the tile immediately.

I’d never seen him this intense before. Had I done something to make him this worked up, to push him right over the edge? Like I’d somehow made him this hard, this reckless, and he couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Open," he said, his thumb brushed my jaw.

I parted my lips, as he guided his dick to my mouth.

I started moving on my own, a little clumsy at first....too much teeth, then pulling back too far but he didn’t seem to mind. If anything, his breathing got rougher.

He let out a low groan, one hand fisting in my hair, keeping me steady as I went in deeper.

"Fuck... good boy," he growled, resting his head on the door. "Take it all... yeah, just like that."

I felt him twitch against my tongue, his hips kept rolling forward in slow thrusts that pushed me to take more.

"Fuck, Rivera.....you look so good like this." He moaned.

Something about the way he said made me want to also cum. I wanted to make him lose it, to see him break that calm control he always had.

I sucked harder, let my tongue trace his cap.

"You’re mine, Rivera. No one else gets this."

And God help me, I loved hearing him say it.

I didn’t know which part I loved more... his calm, quiet self, or the way he could turn into this... controlling, commanding force that made my knees weak.

Both were dangerous, but this? Him being dominant, using that low voice and steady hands to tell me exactly what to do?

It turned me on even more. It made my thighs press together even as I was on my knees for him, and I found myself wanting to give him exactly what he wanted.

"Fuck..." he moaned, his hips jerking once, before he spilled into my mouth.

My jaw ached, but I didn’t care...not with the way he kept looking at me.

I swallowed every drop, just enough to make him shiver.

"I love you, Rivera," his voice cracked. His thumb brushed my jaw as his lips curved into a smirk. "My little sex toy. I love playing with you."

Something about the way he said it, made me want more.

He didn’t let me stay on my knees for long. His hand slid from my hair to my chin, tilting my face up. Before I could catch my breath, he bent down and kissed me like he wanted to taste himself there.

It was messy, and a little rough.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against mine, and his eyes softened. "I love you, Rivera," he murmured. "More than you know."

He pressed his lips to my forehead. "Be a good boy for me, okay?"

I nodded without thinking.

Then he stepped back, tucking himself away, adjusting his belt like nothing had just happened, while I was still standing there trying to remember how to breathe.

He unlocked the stall and walked out, leaving me flushed.