I remember this kid in 5th-grade math class. He must have been held back. He seemed way older than the rest of us. He fascinated me. I used to try to watch him without him knowing it. He knew it. He would jack off right in class under his sweatshirt. That takes balls. It turned me on even though I didn’t really even know what he was doing. A couple of times he would pull his hard johnson out, draw smiley faces on it, and show it to me.