Extract:
I was an eighteen year old virgin. It was embarrassing to never have had a screw, this was the liberated nineteen seventies after all! My problem was that I secretly fancied other boys and didn't dare tell anyone.

Oh I could pretend and even feel a slight excitement at nude pictures of women, when I was with my mates. But the excitement was mainly over the nudity and the idea of sex. Secretly, I would be more excited over my school friends getting turned on and I would go home and masturbate, imagining our sexy banter going further and the boy I held a current candle for getting so excited that he let me touch his cock …