Pimped Out At College (Part 11)

“Are you sure about this?" I asked, as the two of us stared at the phone screen. "It's not very *discreet*, is it?"

We both turned our heads like confused puppies. The logo was quite striking, if by striking, one expected to see a clipart of a man on his knees and a cock spewing sperm onto his face with the bold words "Cum & Go" beneath it.

"I like it" he shrugged, "it sends a message".

"Some message" I laughed, and lay back on the bed.

The app didn't take long to create. It was relatively basic and required only the users name which didn't have to be real, anyway. After that, they could simply book a slot and pay a reduced fee of twenty dollars through the app to get blown. Considering that it had now been *weeks* since my last orgasm, I was quite happy to take every single load that was given to me, and that was made only more severe in my lectures with Matt.

I'd decided that slipping out of my underwear before every lecture was becoming a bit of a chore, so instead, I stopped