“Forty-thousand kilometers per hour.” The professor nods and turns back to the smart board. Next to me, my friend breathes a sigh of relief. “I didn’t think you were paying attention,” he whispers, darting a glance at my paper, the blush on his face deepening when he sees the sketch of the still not totally perfect erect cock. I’m not sure what there is for him to be so embarrassed about. He has a boyfriend; I’m
