As Jon ducked back through the fence, he could help but notice that he was still feeling some pain just above his groin. It was very reminiscent of the pain he had felt when Tiffany had taken his virginity in their bizarre encounter. He was unconsciously walking a little bow legged as he made his to his English class.
Jon tried to pay attention in English, but the soreness in his lower abdomen just wouldn't go away. Between the pain and the memories of what he and Tiffany had done during lunch, he couldn't concentrate at all on what the teacher was saying. It really didn't help that he hadn't had a chance to pee after lunch. His ladder felt like it was going to burst if he didn't relieve it soon. Luckily, the class seemed to pass quickly despite his numerous distractions.
As soon as the bell announcing the end of the class period rang, Jon was out of his seat and practically jogging on his way to the bathroom. He rushed in and, seeing that both of the urinals where currently in use, stepped into a stall and shut the door. Jon felt relief flowing into him as the urine flowed out. He had finished and was just shaking the last droplets from his penis when he again noticed the tiny amount of blood on his shirt. Since he was still feeling discomfort and he already had his pants down, he decided he may as well take a second to examine himself and make sure that he wasn't actually injured.
Afraid what people might think if they saw him just standing in front of the toilet for no reason, Jon lowered his pants the rest of the way and sat down on the toilet. He immediately noticed that there was a small amount of blood on his underwear now as well. The convinced Jon that he really had been injured somehow during his lunchtime randevu. He ran his hand along his groin trying to feel for any injury but didn't find anything. The was a damp spot below his balls and when he brought his fingers up he could see that there was a small smear of blood on them.
Jon took some toilet paper and wiped the blood off of his fingers. He then patted the area the blood had seems to be coming from but only the smallest amount of blood came away on the tissue. Where ever it was coming from it seems like it might be stopping. He felt around down there but again couldn't find any signs of an injury.
This whole experience was getting to be too strange for Jon. He was ready to just go home and try to forget any of this had ever happened, but he still had two more classes this afternoon and the next one started in five minutes.
Jon did his best to clean the bloody spots from his underwear then pulled them and his pants back up. He was in the middle of washing his hands when the bell signalling the beginning of the next period rang.
"Great", he thought, "I met with Tiffany at lunch hoping to have sex and somehow ended up the one being fucked, I seem to be bleeding from my groin for no reason, I still have a mysterious pain in my abdomen that won't go away, and now I'm late for my next class. What more can go wrong today?"
