I grabbed my balls.
I wandered through the sticky homosexual lined hallways and immediately put a hand to my balls.
"What the fuck is wrong with him?"
"Why did he grab his balls?"
"Why's his nipples so protruding??"
I heard the rumours. But I didn't care.
Heh, I didn't care.
What I did care about however, was that one girl...Caitlyn...
I remember what she called me, dadzai. When I heard it, my pussy almost wrapped its folds around her dick in excitement! I could've came 20 times! But that was in the past now, after all, I'm 22 now.
