I was 13 and had never been able to socialise with anyone almost as if I wasn't decent enough for society to accept me. I had just recently moved into a new town and everything looked amazing, and, even better, I would have a chance to try and make friends. It was quite the feeling as the test said I was very good or even genius because that's something to be proud of, isn t it? Well if you think so,... you're wrong... it doesn't really matter anymore. In my first lesson I saw a boy of my nationality and my dick just became rock solid as if I was to cum all over him, as the feelings I had for him took over me. But instead I didn't cum and I just sat down next to him for the whole lesson. It was a french lesson by the way... parle tu fran ais? At the end of the day he said nice to meet you and I told him I loved him and I could feel it crawling in my skin. Was that good? Was that bad? I don't know but I don't care...