Kurt walked awkwardly from class to class, a book always in front of him to cover the bugle in his pants. He felt like crying, everything seemed to be against him today. People kept brushing up against his ass or bumping into him making is cock press hard against his book. When he was in class he could hardly sit still and every glance from someone seemed sensual somehow. 

Kurt made it half-way through the day, but didnt know how much longer he could last. He didnt bring a lunch, he was in such a hurry to leave that morning, but he couldnt go eat with the rest of New Directions in the cafeteria. Somehow he knew theyd be all over him. 

Or hed be all over Blaine. 

Just the thought of Blaine made him shiver and his cock twitch. No, he needed to stay away from all of them. He decided to spend lunch period in the library studying and doing everything he could to distract himself. 

Blaine texted him to see where he was and Kurt just responded with a text reading "Studying" afraid that if he mentioned he was in the library Blaine would come join him.

Kurt put down his phone and turned back to his biology lesson when someone sat down next to him. He looked up in surprise and let out a sigh of relief when he saw it was just Mr. Schue. 

"Studying through lunch?" He asked and leaned forward a little to see what Kurt is working on. 

"Yeah, yeah." Kurt answered distractedly. "I dont want to get behind."

Mr. Schue nodded and then scooted his chair a little closer to Kurts. 

"Understandable." He said with a small smile, "But you seem really tense Kurt. School is important, but you really need to relax."

Kurts shoulders tensed at Mr. Schues proximity, he was sitting too close, this didnt seem right. 

"Im okay." Kurt said softly, his treacherous cock pressing against his jeans. "Really." 

"Mmmhmm." Mr. Schue hummed as he moved a hand to Kurts thigh. "I could help you you know." His hand moved slid upward, between Kurts legs, almost to his crotch. 

"With biology?" Kurt squeaked out. 

"No." Mr. Schue said as his hand moved again and settled on the outline of Kurts cock in his pants. "With relaxing."

Kurts heart was beating against his chest as his hands dropped from where theyd been resting on the table so that he could grip the sides of his chair on either side of his body. "I... I dont.. know." Kurt stuttered out. 

Mr. Schue just smiled and started rubbing and fondling Kurts hard-on through his jeans. Kurt griped the sides of the chair harder as his head rolled back and his eyes slide closed. 

"Oh god." Kurt sighed. "Oh god, yes." The friction of Mr. Schue hand on him driving him crazy. 

"You like that?" Mr. Schue said, leaning forward to whisper into Kurts ear. 

Mr. Schue started palming Kurt harder and Kurt bit his lip and let out a low shameless moan. 

"Fuck yes." Kurt said before his eyes snapped open. He jumped up from the table with a yelp and backed away from his teacher so fast that he knocked his chair over. "Oh my god." He said. 

The other people in the library were looking at them curiously as Mr. Schue scooted back and tried to look natural. He cleared his throat a couple of times before he stood up to leave. 

"Ill see you in Glee Club Kurt." He said and then turned and walked away quickly. 

Kurt looked around at the starring facing around him and decided to hurry and get to his next class. Lunch was almost over and this way hed meet less people in the hallway. He gathered his things with shaky hands, not able to process what had just happened with Mr. Schuester and rushed out of the library. 

The hallway was empty and Kurt couldnt help but feel grateful for the moment alone. He headed towards his next class, not caring that hed be early, but then came to an abrupt stop as he turned a corner and found himself in front of half of the Hockey team. 

They looked at him with sly smiles on their faces. Many of them where holding slushies cups in their hands. 

"Perfect." Their captain Rick said. "We were hoping to find someone to use these on."

"No. Please dont." Kurt pleaded glancing down and readjusting the book in front of him, but the hockey team just laughed as Rick threw his slushie on Kurt. 

The red ice hit Kurt with a painful slap taking his breath away. Before he could even recover or draw breath several of the other guys tossed their slushies on him too. Laughing all the while. 

When they finished with the slushies everyone got very quiet. Usually when Kurt was slushied the bullies quickly moved on. But this time, as Kurt tried to pull air into his lungs, he looked up to find the whole team just starring at him. 

"Oh god." Kurt whimpered and then looked down to see his ruined outfit. His white undershirt was dripping wet and very see-through, his nipples were cold and peaked, obvious through the transparent fabric clinging to his broad chest. 

"I.. I..." Rick stuttered looking Kurts body up and down and then he seemed to shake himself out of whatever was happening with him. 

"Come on guys" He said, voice a little rough and the hockey team started to walked pass Kurt. 

Kurt let out a surprised squeal as several of them either slapped his ass or tweaked him as they passed by. Kurt was left a shivering mess in his tight clinging shirt. He rubbed some of the ice out of his eyes and quickly ran to the nearest bathroom, his hard-on aching with the cold ice dripping down his pants. 

Kurt immediately turned on the faucet and started washing his eyes out. He cupped warm water in his hands and splashed it all over his face. He sighed and looked into the mirror seeing his cheeks were flushed and his eye were dark and blown looking back at him. He heard the door open and his breath hitched as someone entered the room.

He turned to see a very surprised Quinn Fabray standing in the doorway. She looked at him in confusion for a moment before a smile spread across her face and she carefully shut the door behind her.