Ryan became annoyed with me and demanded for me to go to bed on the basement couch. I did what I was told. As I fell asleep, my four friends (includin... Ryan) were just chilling watching a movie. I slept for about two or three hours before I woke up to a loud scream. It was around 2 am. I was still somewhat hammered. The TV was still on, but no one was around. I figured everyone had left (including Ryan). The scream that woke me up...I didn't hear it again. I must have dreamt it. My mouth was. As I scanned each boy, I detected a rhythmic motion and realised that at least six of my fellow classmates were using this period to quietly jerk off under their desks, to me, confirming that I was not the only one enjoying the pangs and thrills of advancing puberty. I wondered, if, like me, they too sought out quiet solitude to relieve themselves. On giving it some thought, it occurred to me that of those who were striving for an English Literature orgasm, most were similar to myself, having. At last I found Anu (name changed) in our class who was not so slim little bulgy and folds at the waist are the sexy assets in her body i think her sizes may be 34-30-38. I kept lusting her from the day one i saw her. As i was still in a relationship I didn’t take even a single step to fuck her. As the days passed I broke up from my relation and waiting for a new one and suddenly anu flashed in my mind and started texting her and calling her she also started responding positively and paced up. .after he'd showered, she said he stank of sweat. Robbie replied, saying that he'd had a very very sweaty morning and needed someone to come and scrub his back. Joyce got the innuendo immediately, Sylvia not knowing their recent history, said, she wouldn't....but Aunty Joyce might.... Joyce went beetroot red and started stuttering and rambling, saying she couldn't possibly do such a thing. "It's a joke Joyce....let the dirty little toe rag wash his own back you silly mare....come with me and.