In seventh and eighth grade, as our female classmates were starting to “develop” and male hormones were also raging, schoolboys often had wet dreams in bed at night and inflated pants in school during the day.
One time I was called to the blackboard in Spanish class while aroused. I walked bent over at the waist to avoid revealing my erection and then practically buried my dick in the wall at the front of the room.
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From my mostly hilarious bestseller, Stories I'd Tell My Children, but maybe not until they're adults. Available in hardcover, paperback and multiple ebook formats.