Summer Holiday
"Will it ever stop raining!" I said. "Doubt it," Jeff replied. It'd been one of those days in a complete washout of a summer, and there we were, sat in my bedroom wasting away the school holidays. We were both just 16 then. Jeff and I had known each other since we'd started school and more or less grown up together passing through childhood and now well into puberty. "Have you ever had a wet dream?" he said, breaking the bored silence. "What the fuck's...
Masturbation