Ha ha ha ha ha ha... !!
(What is this feeling? It's different from usual, my feet are moving forward, it feels so good, damn damn damn!!)


"There it is!!!
Hayabusa has done it!
A new record!!"


the announcer's voice echoes through the stadium.


Ha ha ha ha ha...!!
(I did it! I was definitely in the zone just now, damn, it's the first time I've done it! But, I have an erection, don't I?! Damn, it's going to stick out in these shorts! Hold it in, hold it in ///)


"Hayabusa, could we please take a commemorative photo?
Could we ask the track timer over here?"


"Ah, ha, yes!"

As I move, leaning slightly forward to hide my crotch, the track timer is at exactly crotch height, and instead of standing to the side or in front, I stand directly behind it, pointing at the timer and striking a pose.


(Oh no, oh no, I never heard that the Zone had such a side effect, when is this going to go away, I've already finished my run, so just hurry up and get over it! Damn it...!) I


feel safe while hidden by the track timer, but I can't stay there forever, I'm sure
there's a hero interview after this, and just imagining going out there with an erection makes me shudder, and impatience dominates my brain, so
I turn my eyes to the cameraman in front of me, but my heart is elsewhere...


👨‍🦳"Good job, Hayabusa-kun,"
I hear a voice from beside me, and when I turn around hastily, I see a sponsor dressed in a suit.
He has already secured a job there after graduating from university, and seeing a familiar face who often comes to watch him practice eases his tension a little, but he also feels anxious about losing his job if people find out he's a pervert who gets erections after finishing a run.


"Thank you for your hard work..."

They shake hands with a big smile and face the camera, but their minds are full of thoughts of the job crisis...


👨‍🦳"It looks like your lower body is pretty healthy too, Hayabusa-kun~♡
If you're this healthy, it might spill out of the truck timer and expose your healthy lower body to the whole country, you know?♡"


"Hhh///"


They whisper humiliating things to him, but his erection still shows no sign of calming down, and instead, more and more blood gathers in it, making it sharper and sharper as it tries to point upwards.


(This is bad, this is bad, this is bad...! My dick will be exposed to the whole country! But if I touch my dick in a place like this, I'll be teased on the front page of tomorrow's newspaper!!)

Grab!

"Huh?!

"Hey, what are you doing...///"


I was struck by a strange feeling in my crotch and when I looked, I saw that the sponsor was firmly grabbing my dick with the hand that wasn't shaking hands with me.
To be honest, I was quite panicked, but I asked the sponsor with a straight face so that the cameramen and reporters wouldn't notice my panic.

👨‍🦳 "That's disappointing, I mean I was trying to help you.
If I let go of your hand, your son 💪🏾 will be exposed to the whole country, would you prefer that?"


"Y-y-y-thank you...?"

Although he somehow tried to say thank you, it didn't feel right, and he was sure that he was being saved at the moment, so he couldn't resist...
As he was unable to move, the sponsor's hand began to stroke his dick.

"Huh?! Hey, wait a minute!

　Th-that's a bit much...///"


👨‍🦳 "So, is it okay to keep going like this forever? I've been getting more and more energetic since I finished running lol. Wouldn't it be better if I just ejaculated?"


"T-That's..."