I’m zoned out for probably 10 minutes on my computer until I hear my name. At one point, he drops his eraser as I am walking away and asks me to pick it up. Gay sex So, I need you to take your clothes off.”“Wh-What?” I genuinely think I misheard him.“Strip.” Then he points towards the wooden stool and the backdrop. Shit. Most of the classrooms are empty, but Professor Leon has an 8am advanced art class. Don’t get hard. When he reaches me, he stands maybe six inches away. And begins the same routine. “Is that precum?” He whispers, loud enough for everyone to hear. Straight, gay, bisexual, it doesn’t matter – every guy in this room is staring at my dick.I step out of my shorts and underwear, bending over to take my socks and shoes off too. I put them in one of the lockers for now. “Bye professor! I hesitate. Professor Leon gets up to inspect the guy’s drawings. Nick is not ready for everything Professor Leon has in store.Honestly, I feel like I got away pretty damn good. Whose idea was it to make an 8am class a two-hour lecture and lab anyway?
