Legal Disclaimer: Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old.

I'm up early, before my alarm even goes off.  Naked, I pace in circles thinking about what the day holds for me.  Today is only my second day as janitor at the St. Ives girl's college, and I think I've already found a way to spy on the girls taking showers in the locker room by the gym.  My imagination runs wild, and my hand naturally finds its way to my cock.  It's been rock hard since I woke up - even after I took a piss.  I squeeze it tight and give it a few strokes before I realized what I'm doing and force myself to let go.  I want to save myself for later, for when I'm staring down at those wet girls rubbing their athletic bodies.  I shudder with anticipation and, impossibly, my cock feels like it gets even harder.

I kick my beanbag chair out of the way so I have more room to pace.  Lots of little Styrofoam balls spill out, and it lands with its hole facing up.  The bitch is teasing me.  I think about teaching her a lesson with a good hard fucking, but catch myself and turn away.  But there, propped up on the windowsill, is my itty-bitty titty collage.  I tickle my balls as my eyes scan hungrily over each pair of uniquely perfect breasts.  Fuck it; I'm just going to jerk off once.

No!  I've got to get out of my room.  Too much temptation.  I pull on my jeans and a t-shirt, jam on my sneakers and go out for a walk.  I get out into the street and head in a random direction.  My hard cock presses against the denim.  I look down and the outline of my shaft and head is clearly obvious through the fabric.  I don't even give a shit. 

As I walk, I look into every window, hoping to catch a glimpse of something good.  All I get is an old lady watering her plants, a fat guy watching TV, and a little kid staring out the window gives me the finger.  What a little prick.  But I bet his mom is a hottie.  I'd like to get a piece of that.  He can give me the finger all he wants while he listens to me banging the fuck out of his sweet mommy in the other room. 

I realize that I'm not going to get any decent action along the main street; all the bathrooms and bedrooms are in the back.  I cut down a side street, then head along the back alleyway.  Now maybe I'll see a little somethin' somethin'!  After three blocks of drawn shades and empty rooms, my cock is soft and I've given up hope.  That is until I spot some wild-eyed chick staring at me from inside a dumpster.

After a few seconds I realize I'm behind the beauty school.  I approach the