A real funny thing happened yesterday. It was registration day at the middle school. I took my nephew to register because my sister and her husband both work. The building was teeming with young adolescents and their parents. After we got his schedule and supply list, we were walking along a hallway. Up ahead was a sign over a doorway. It said "Boys."
Just on impulse, I told my nephew I had to make a pit stop. Actually, I wanted to look around in that room just because of the overall environment plus what I remember about myself at that age. Well, my "look" paid off. In one of the stalls was a series of sticky-looking squirts of cum. From these gooey blasts a few narrow, moist trails slowly oozed their way down the metal partition to drip on the floor.
Voila! Classes haven't even started and middle school boys are doing what middle school boys do!
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Lucky nobody saw you going into the BOYS room. Especially in elementary and middle schools, adults are not supposed to go in there.
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