Chewing Gum On My Shoe

It started with an accident. Damon can't walk and chew gum at the same time, at least that was the joke at the time. He was on his way to class and chewing his gum as usual. He was blowing a big bubble which blocked his view and he walked right into the path of cyclist. Damon sommersaulted over the wheel and banged his head on the pavement. He was out cold and blood was running down his forehead, I ran forward to help, and step right into a wad of chewing gum. He was just starting to come around when the ambulance crew loaded him into the University Hospital ambulance. The siren sounded and the ambulance disappeared across the quad. It was then that I turned my attention to the sticky pink mass stuck to my Sketchers.

I grabbed a stick and hopping on one foot started to separate my sole from the gum. It was bizarre. I swear the thing moved. I watched in amazement as the loose gum reshaped itself into a tiny head arm and torso, the rest remained an amporphous blob imbedded in the tread on the bottom of my shoe. 'Gawd!' I gasp, I recognize the face of Damon's missing room mate, Billy. Others turn at my words, I don't want them to see, so I smash Billy back into my tread with the stick, and lower my foot.

'Whatsamatter, Nate?' Rollie asks.

'Nothin'. Well, it's just kind of freaky what happened to Damon. I mean, he was walking along, and bam hit by a bicyclist, and off to the hospital. I'd feel like a total jerk if that happened to me. He was hit by a friggin' bike, not a car!'

'Oh. Uh, dude, looks like you stepped in something too. But it's better than getting a concussion, I suggest you get it off before it hardens. Shoot, it's getting late, I gotta get to class, catch you later, Nate,' and Roland books it across the quad ostentatiously looking from side to side. Poor Damon's never going to live this down, thinks Nate shaking his head.

I reach down and peel the Billy gum off my shoe with my hand. It feels soft, warm and gooey, and no residue is left on the bottom of my shoe. I hold the wad of gum in the palm of my hand and watch as it begins to move and reshape itself into a tiny naked man. It was only when a huge glop of spit plopped in my lap that I realized, I was grinning, drooling and sporting a boner, as the tiny man cringed in terror against my palm. My entire focus concentration had been focused on studying the tiny elastic man. I'm sure it is Billy, but how Damon managed to do this to him is beyond me. My fascination is interrupted by the tolling of the bell.

'Sh*t, I'm going to be late!' I shout and shove Billy deep into my front pocket. He squishes and oozes between my fingers, and through the fabric against my hard-on. But I figure after being chewed, blown into a bubble and stomped on, what harm can it do. I run to class, and quietly sneak in the back. Fortunately, Professor Turner is near-sighted, a bit deaf, and has his back to the class as he writes on the white erase board the prof still insists on calling a chalk board. I scrunch down in my seat, and cross my leg up and over my knee to conceal my boner, and provide a desk for my notebook. The feeling of Billy like putty pressed against my hard dick is so hot. I can feel him starting to reshape, and pull away from my dick. I feel tiny limbs pressed tight in the fabric against my thigh. My tongue rises to the roof of my mouth. I feel like I'm about to orgasm, and then the unthinkable.

'Mr. Haliburton? Nathaniel Haliburton, do you have an answer to my question?' Professor Turner glares at me, he's got new glasses.

The girl next to me whispers, 'American Civil War President?'

Nervously, I answer, well 'Abraham Lincoln was for the Union...'

'We all know that, does anybody know who was President of the Confederate States of America?'

'Oh, Jefferson Davis, I'm sorry, sir, just nerves, a friend got taken away to hospital just before class,' I blurt out.

The professor paused, and thought for a moment, then spoke. 'I see, well your answer is correct. Sorry about your friend, but in my class, please focus on the lecture. Everyone should be here to learn. Now, as I was saying...'

Needless to say, I lost my boner, and nearly forgot about Billy until class ended.

To be continued...