School Days
"The best years of our lives," somebody lied. Tell us the funniest thing that ever happened at school.
( , Thu 29 Jan 2009, 12:19)
"The best years of our lives," somebody lied. Tell us the funniest thing that ever happened at school.
( , Thu 29 Jan 2009, 12:19)
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My first sexual experience... (well, nearly)...
After PE, a boiling hot June day.
Loads of sweaty twelve year olds trudging back towards the school after being forced to hit balls round with sticks for an hour and a half.
I'm not a happy bunny, oh no.
Mr Butcher took a dislike to my sudden and unwarrented rendition of 'The Chicken Song' whilst I was lounging round in goal, enjoying the sunshine. He gave me the shitty task of putting all the equipment away after the lesson as punishment.
The PE equipment was kept in a shed right over on the otherside of the playing fields. I'm busy putting stuff away, when I notice a girl, Terresa slink up next to me. It appears Terresa had been given the same job for the girls, they'd just finished doing their cross country knitting, or whatever sport it was girls did.
Terresa was quite an attractive girl, quite short with a haircut that looked exactly like a shiny black bell end.
She ventured into the shed where I was busy plotting the downfall of Mr Butcher, muttering to myself about the injustices of the fat bearded wanker.
Terresa stroked my shoulder and said:
"Spanky... can I feel your balls???"
I thought for a beat, not really understanding what she meant. Then I replied:
"Sure, Terresa."
And handed her a couple of footballs, turned, and continued putting the rest of the equipment away.
It was only much, much later I realised what Terresa was driving at.
I may have let out a little whimper in science class that afternoon and banged my head on the desk a few times...
( , Wed 4 Feb 2009, 11:24, Reply)
After PE, a boiling hot June day.
Loads of sweaty twelve year olds trudging back towards the school after being forced to hit balls round with sticks for an hour and a half.
I'm not a happy bunny, oh no.
Mr Butcher took a dislike to my sudden and unwarrented rendition of 'The Chicken Song' whilst I was lounging round in goal, enjoying the sunshine. He gave me the shitty task of putting all the equipment away after the lesson as punishment.
The PE equipment was kept in a shed right over on the otherside of the playing fields. I'm busy putting stuff away, when I notice a girl, Terresa slink up next to me. It appears Terresa had been given the same job for the girls, they'd just finished doing their cross country knitting, or whatever sport it was girls did.
Terresa was quite an attractive girl, quite short with a haircut that looked exactly like a shiny black bell end.
She ventured into the shed where I was busy plotting the downfall of Mr Butcher, muttering to myself about the injustices of the fat bearded wanker.
Terresa stroked my shoulder and said:
"Spanky... can I feel your balls???"
I thought for a beat, not really understanding what she meant. Then I replied:
"Sure, Terresa."
And handed her a couple of footballs, turned, and continued putting the rest of the equipment away.
It was only much, much later I realised what Terresa was driving at.
I may have let out a little whimper in science class that afternoon and banged my head on the desk a few times...
( , Wed 4 Feb 2009, 11:24, Reply)
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