First Time Hand Job
Adam and I discover a helping hand.
When I was sixteen, just about to sit my final exams, my long-term mate Adam and I were on study leave. I went to his house and we were going to revise together. I arrived at his house at round ten. Adam opened the door in a t-shirt and jogging pants. I was in jeans and t-shirt. His parents were at work so we went into the lounge and sat down on the sofa and chatted. Finally we got our books out. Geography first and then...