Just a short stroker about friends getting together, intended to be read as it was written, with one hand in your lap. One caveat. If you're even slightly homophobic, you'll hate this one, so just move along now instead of seeing something that can't be unseen.
The girls in Kenny's class have banned themselves from dating the boys. Each boy gets one chance to pass a test that will allow him to spend the weekend with three girls of his choice. Can Kenny pass the test?
Sandy W. returns home from college and starts to read her diary. The incident with her stepbrother Randy seems like another world, another place. She wonders what he is doing now and if he is getting laid as much as he always wanted to. He sure was a good kisser.
High School memories
I was 11 when I first started masturbating, and by 14 I had a circle jerk session on a regular basis at school. One of the boys came to spend a weekend at the house and....
After a motorcycle accident which brakes both of his arms, a teenager has to rely on his mother for help, even when going to the toilet and having a shower with surprising extras thrown in.
In 1960, I was a shy, skinny fourteen-year-old kid. I had no self-confidence, and I was scared to death of girls. My knowledge of human sexuality had more holes in it than my dad's rusty Chevy. Then the Myers family moved in across the street, and my sex education program kicked into high gear. A memoir of a boy's first experience with sex, and love.