Is it normal to have this issue arise from first aid class?

I had to take First Aid as part of my college major. I wasn't very happy about this, but little did I know it would be the best thing I ever went through!

I bet you're thinking I saved someone's life, and that's why I'm so grateful for First Aid. Well, you'd be wrong about that.

This is hard to talk about, but here goes....in lab class, we partnered up and we got a dummy to practice on. An armless, legless dummy who had chiseled abs and stunning facial features. He looked like a fine sculpture, the pinnacle of masculinity, a real Adonis.

So there I am, it's me, my lab partner (who was also a real beefcake) and this devastatingly handsome head and torso who I named Marcus.

It was finally time to practice mouth to mouth breathing and as I lowered my head towards Marcus, I got butterflies just like when I had my first romantic kiss. My lips locked with Marcus' gaping maw and instead of giving him breaths, I involuntarily began tongue-kissing Marcus. I became so aroused, I was rock-hard. My hand wandered down to Marcus' nether region, gently stroking him. I was so into it that I actually felt a "phantom penis" down there. Marcus is very well-hung!

After class and back at my dorm, I couldn't stop thinking about the First Aid three-way that went down. I HAD to jack off, and it was great!

Now I want nothing more than to fuck a warm human torso. Just a torso. After experiencing the perfection that is Marcus, nothing less will do. I can't deal with leg stumps. So don't you dare tell me to find some amputee to bang.

IIN?