Wanklogger has a disposal problem
… So, I was slogging through my paper, disgruntled that my usual post - exam plans would be shot. It was at that point that my dick had other plans. As I rounded out the 7th page, my mind wandered to the riskier times of my wanking life. Now, I used to be able to sit in a chair in one position for a long time with no problems. I have found as my weight has plummeted, that I am increasingly more fidgety, wanting to move around and do something. I felt this was a good precedent to set in the exam hall, because the level of suspicion would be higher if a non-fidgeter started fidgeting, over a fidgeter fidgeting.
I started to slowly, awkwardly and without detection rub my dick through my jeans. The foreskin had worked itself back a little and had exposed the sensitive part to my underpants. To capitalize on this, I moved my legs a bit to force movement of either my underpants or my penis. This proved to be quite effective, I was getting very nicely aroused when it dawned on me. Where was the jizz going to go? find out at Wank Log: My Exam
