[OFTR-006] Exclusive Arousal: My Schoolmates Discover I’m the Only One Who Can Get Hard

In this twisted worldline, I’m the only guy who can get hard, and my classmates have figured it out. It started with whispers in the hallway, but now it’s a full-blown conspiracy among the school girls. They’ve been planning this for weeks, scheming behind closed doors to use my unique condition for their own depraved pleasure. Every day after class, they corner me, their uniforms slightly askew, and demand I prove it to them. I can’t resist their hungry eyes and the way they giggle as they unbutton their blouses, knowing I’m the only one who can rise to the occasion. They’ve turned the empty classrooms into their personal playgrounds, with me as their unwilling but eager participant, forced to watch as they explore each other’s bodies while I stand there, painfully erect and at their mercy.

It’s not just about the creampie anymore; it’s become a ritual. The lesbians among them take the lead, showing the others how to make me lose control. They strip down to nothing, their smooth skin glistening under the fluorescent lights, and they kiss and touch each other with a feverish intensity that drives me wild. I’m trapped in a circle of them, their hands all over me, guiding me into one of them while the others watch and moan. They’ve planned every detail, from the timing to the positions, ensuring that I’m spent by the end, but they never let up. They keep going for hours, switching partners and pushing me to my limits, their schoolgirl innocence completely shed as they revel in the raw, unfiltered lust that only I can provide.

By the fourth hour, I’m a mess, but they’re insatiable. They’ve turned this into a marathon of filth, with creampies flowing freely and their lesbian antics growing more daring. They whisper dirty secrets in my ear, telling me how they’ve been dreaming of this since they found out, and how they’ll keep me here all night if they have to. The planning has paid off; they know exactly how to work me over, using my hardness as their ultimate toy. I’m just a tool in their worldline, a living proof of their depravity, and I can’t help but love every second of it as they take turns riding me until we’re all drenched in sweat and satisfaction.